Helsinki is a beautiful city, though sometimes one needs to break out of the city’s hustle and bustle.
Sometimes the best you can do is to escape to the nature, to enjoy the mystery of the forests, to feel the cold water of the lakes on ones feet and enjoy the sound of the wind in the trees. Walking in Finnish nature not only refreshes and relaxes the brain, but also frees the spirit. Regularly spending time in the forest is proven to lower blood pressure, detox your body and improve your overall mood.
That is when I pack my backpack and escape to the nearby Nuuksio National Park, writes Hendrik Morkel, a Wilderness Guide.
Helsinki is a modern, pocket-sized European city known for design and high technology. Helsinki’s attractive and unique character comes from its proximity to the sea, as well as its location between the East and the West.
The weather is warm and sunny, and I am thankful for the shade of the forest canopy and the coolness from the granite walls.
After refilling my water bottle, I set off along one of the well-marked trails.
Occasionally I stop to eat a few blueberries that are simply too tempting not to pick. In Finland it is ‘Everyman’s Right’ to pick and eat the berries in the forests.
The trail winds its way past lakes and under trees. All you can hear is your footsteps and the wind rustling through the reeds.
The next morning I wake up early, and watch from my warm quilt how the sun is rising over the treetops. After breakfast at a leisurely pace I stroll along the road.
After watching the sun rise over the treetops, I decide to walk the seven kilometre Korpinkierros trail, which takes me to the south of the national park.
The path climbs steadily, until I found myself standing on top of a cliff that drops abruptly off into the Haukkalampi Lake. After enjoying the incredible view over the lake, I continue to follow the path along the top of the cliff. The path offers glimpses of the lake every now and then.
As I arrive at the Holma-Saarijärvi Lake, I decide that it is time for a break. The view across the lake is beautiful. I take of my shoes and wade knee-deep into the lake, enjoying the fresh water around my feet.
A cup of hot chocolate made over an open-fire gives me enough warmth and strength to continue onward.
I decide to stay at the Mustalampi campsite for the night. I watch the setting sun and flickering flames, and enjoy conversations with the other campers.
With good weather forecast for the night, I don’t bother with a tent, and just sleep under the stars. The light breeze is refreshing and soon I am sleeping.