On this windless autumn Saturday, the landscape is curiously hushed. Occasionally, a tiny chorus of coal tits gathers to chat in the pines above my head, but otherwise it's soundless, the muffled stillness willing me to slow my pace.
I'm trying out a three-day section of the route at the beginning of what Ostblom calls the archipelago's magic season: September, October and early November. You get those gorgeous misty mornings but the sun is shining, the leaves are turning gold and the evenings get darker earlier.
The fact that so few people are here to enjoy this season is one of the reasons the trail has been developed... it's hoped that the trail will encourage more visitors during these months.
When all sections are completed later this month, the trail will run between Arholma in the north and Landsort in the south, linking 21 islands.
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