Sunrise over the Dansk Canyon.

Whether it was a worried mind, a weak bladder or just a light morning but I was awake at stupid o'clock. Thought I'd take in sunrise over the quarry and then go back to bed for a while. Outside, though, was pretty fresh and waiting around for the sun, shivering away kind of brushed away the cobwebs. Anyway an early start wasn't the end of the world - best part of 60 miles to do before 1. Had a more leisurely breakfast than expected and still managed to get away before 6. Layered up for it was still cold with limited prospects, though it wasn't forecast to rain... yet. Nice quiet roads through lots of pretty little farming hamlets. Occasional clouds of cornflies dampened enthusiasm for the rural life. Followed the east coast down before cutting across to Vordinborg - this facing the 1 and only noteworthy climb of the day - all of 0.3 miles averaging 5%. Pure evil. Vordinborg offered the surprise of castle to explore, albeit rather quickly. The best preserved tower in Scandinavia, oddly named the Goose Tower. Things got hairy from there - headed towards the bridge off Zealand & encountered roadworks & multiple diversions. Had the route been set up before the bridge I had to get across had been closed? In actual fact it was just a new one being built and the knackered one was still available. Phew I think. Again going across more clouds of cornfly. Going through them in fields of corn is expected not 20m high on a bridge over the sea. Where had they come from? Now a 25 mile slog across Falster island but time was looking good. Short detour through Nykobing, along the coast. Kind of see what you could've won - originally planned to stay there. Lucky escape. Grim industrial mess. Made it to Gedser with 90 mins to spare. Tickets boxes off and bored so cycled to the nearby vintage rail restoration project. Passed the time and got to mess around in trains.Leia mais