Sometimes I look on my back at the beach in Akkers Brygge in Oslo. Pictured by the very best photographer, Kristian Jøraandstad.

Sometimes I look back not on my back but on all the beaches my feet has touched and sensed. It’s not always a walk in the park. I walk up to 30 kilometers a day, 500 kilometers in one summer. Without socks and without a roof. It’s a tough job. But someone need to do it. Or?

Getting ready with the T-shirt on the head way

The obligatory sand sample

At work

Why not turn your head a bit to the side? Maybe because you look stupid. But you don’t. Nobody else is there.

I am not a nudist. Normally that is.

Proof of the naked Beach Walker. Drying without a towel in the sun is so much sun.

My Mexican naked beach dog with fur Pippi  is my best co-walker.

My future wife Charlotte and my youngest beach daughter Vanessa Sandy Beach awaits me.

Pippi back in our Beach House.

Beachlove is all the love you need sometimes. Michael Douglas fell in love with Sudersand a couple of years ago. I did just that before Mr Michael did. Sudersand has been on the top ten list of the best beaches in the world several times.

Sandy beach volleyboll. It’s the best beach activity accept from walking and talking and stalking. Many years ago I played with friends for many hours and suddenly remembered that I needed to be on a ferry from Visby 5 hours later. I borrowed an old military bike without gears and cycled 60 kilometers with a ”väldans” heavy back pack back on my back. Throwback back in the hoods.

No offence on this fence

The very end of Sudersand

AB – After Beach. At the best restaurant in Fårö, Fårögården.

This beach is very secluded and nicer than nice this very day.

Some people are strolling along here naked. One of them looked att me in what seemed to be a in very interested way. Ha wore a grey beard. His colleague next to him did not.

Jellyfish. Not very common on Gotland. It survived the steps by Beachwalker. Step by step.

Since sandy beaches on islands is not part of the Beachwalker project. I am not following my regular rules driving a convertible. So on this Gotland island tour I used a used Ferrari 612 Scaglietti. It is extraordinary in many ways but built for greater roads than these in Gotland. Frankly, it will be more than ok to switch to the more comfortable and environmental nice Audi e-tron when I get back to Fårö.

It doesn’t get any better beachwalking conditions than this. A vehicle from Paradise transfers the sand into yellow cotton.

This is the vehicle from Paradise. Beach Paradise that is.

I could hardly believe my eyes entering this very surface.

There are almost always a camping kind of environment close to the Swedish beaches. Here. A new house. And a neighbouring old version of the Viking version of  how Indians used to live…

This is a Beachwalker’s daymare. A thistle. Or many of them, six under the feet.

This is the way these beachy little bastards look like. Sooooo innocent.

The ”River memory” beach. With wood I wood say.

This camping next to the beach has a pool. With a roof that is. We are in Sweden.

It is a beautiful day. Mid august. And almost everything is closed at every beach in Gotland. Shame on you next to the beach establishments…

Tofta beach south of Visby in Gotland is one of the local famous and very popular beaches. To me, it was a bit of a disappointment as I remembered it as wider and more of a caribbean style

Not som many interesting objects to view while strolling along the beach. But this tower is kind of nice. As in a Fellini film.

If you like to sun in the sun. You like cinnamon buns. Advertising at it’s beach best.

I am abandoning the convertible rule on this island. Trying the Audi A3 e-tron with a sun roof. Very nice and a bit strange  to drive on electricity in silence all the way to the beach this time.

After beach at Själsö Bakery. The sunset here is better than in Finland.

CHEGO

Baby – Beach – Feet

We will walk little hand in less little hand…

Immediately my feet knocks on my bare shoulder and says. This is good Senjår Beachwalker…

The glove is thrown. 

This is what the best looks like…

A journalist from the local newspaper is very happy that I am very happy about her beach…