Denmark
South Denmark

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  • Day23

    Hans Christian Andersen

    June 26, 2018 in Denmark ⋅ ☀️ 25 °C

    The Hotel Royal, Gothenburg offered a delicious breakfast, including several varieties of my favourite pickled herring - tasty. I made my way to the Stena ferry terminal to catch the 08.00 ferry to Frederikshavn in Denmark. The ferry was very busy and the ship well equipped with facilities including a discount store and duty free shops. I tried out a liberal spray of the Dolce and Gabbana eau de toilette spray, only to discover it was the ladies version. Well hello, honky tonk!

    It was a cooler, cloudy morning and the first time I’ve had to use my zipper, but the sun came out during the 3 hours 15 minute crossing to the top of Denmark. I caught the connecting 11.33 train to Odense. I couldn’t be in Denmark and not visit the birthplace of Hans Christian Andersen could I? Again I was glad to have a place in 1st Class. The stewardess brought a flask of hot water and left it for us with a variety of coffee and teas (even green tea, Anne), and delicious violet flavoured chocolate marzipans. You don’t get that on ScotRail.

    In the warm evening sunshine I had a lovely walk around the old town and a delicious steak dinner with a large glass of Merlot. Denmark, like the rest of Scandinavia, is certainly not cheap. As I walked back to my hotel I spotted a sign saying ‘Pee not here’. How did they know I was about to?

    Odense really is Hans Christian Andersen town. With a dedicated museum, his birthplace and his childhood home all there to visit, I really enjoyed this charming town on the island of Funen, bang right in the middle of Denmark. It brought back happy memories of being in the show Hans Andersen with the Apollo Players at the King’s Theatre, Glasgow in 1987 - can you believe it was 31 years ago! John Sinclair was Hans, Jim French was Otto, Jane Macdonald (Waterfield) was Jenny Lind and I was Max Claus. My niece Jennifer appeared as one of the children singing Thumbelina. Happy days.

    The lady in the birthplace museum was delighted to hear I was from Scotland. She smiled and recalled how she had had a happy school camping trip there in the 1970s. ‘We stayed at the beautiful village of Luss’ she explained ‘and every day I would stare at the lake, but I never did see her. I never saw my Nessie.’ I hadn’t the heart to tell her that that would be hard as she was at Loch Lomond.

    Well time for the off again and continue my train travels down through Denmark and then via Hamburg, Germany to Cologne. It’s been nice, Odense - thanks for all those lovely reminders of these great fairy tales.
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  • Day740

    Ribe Viking Centre

    July 6, 2018 in Denmark ⋅ ⛅ 17 °C

    A few kilometres away from Ribe's motorhome park was Ribe Viking Centre. Now, museums don't usually draw us in, but this one seemed to be the Danish equivalent of The Black Country Museum or Beamish, so we thought we'd give it a go. Hopping on the tandem, we soon pulled into the bike park at this open air site.

    First on the route was Hviding Manor, a reconstruction of a 34m longhouse. Stepping into the dark, it took a while for our eyes to become accustomed but when they did we saw people in period dress, peeling and cutting veg for the pot, which hung ready over an open fire. The benches were lined with animal hides, and painted shields and tapestries hung from the walls. A whole village, including church, harbour, farm, blacksmith and market had been created and there were enough staff dressed as Vikings to allow your imagination to stretch to what life must have been like back then. Real food was used, real wool was spun and real metal was heated and shaped. With the summer holidays already underway in Denmark, the kids of employees had even been enlisted to dress up and put on a show, playing games with sticks, ropes and leather bags, not a mobile phone in sight!

    We ourselves were encouraged to sit and play the Viking equivalent of naughts and crosses, using a wooden board with draughts pieces made from pale and dark horn. Outside we were introduced to catching and throwing games. Everybody we spoke to knew English and the fact that so much of our experience was hands on meant we really enjoyed our time, losing ourselves in yesteryear! At 130kr (£16) each, the entrance fee was more than we were used to paying for attractions but it was most definitely worth it.

    You can watch a 3 minute video of our experiences here on the VnW Travels You Tube Channel: https://youtu.be/u6kzz9Dnl60
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  • Day823

    Slivsø free campground, Jutland

    September 27, 2018 in Denmark ⋅ ⛅ 17 °C

    Today marks the end of 3 weeks island hopping in Denmark and the beginning of our journey to the Netherlands, where we plan to spend October. We've settled ourselves at the car park for Slivsø, a lake on the Danish mainland. There is a playing field behind us which is used by pensioners to play croquet and a free camp ground ahead of us. What looks like a Youth Club is making use of the area and the teenagers are putting on pre rehearsed dance routines for their friends, who reward them with polite rounds of applause. A fire is being stoked next to the wooden sleeping shelter, grey smoke billowing out to the leeward side.

    This morning we left our beach side wild camp, the houses on our journey seeming even more beautiful in the sunshine, their colours complimented by the wildflower strips blooming at the edges of fields. We made use of Midelfart's LPG station, one of only 5 in the country. Will then trekked round 3 supermarkets in search of some Pedigree Senior food for Poppy as she was down to her last few scoops. Getting speciality foods such as this more difficult on the road.

    It is at Midelfart where the Lillebæltsbro links Funen and Jutland so we soon drove over this bridge to the Danish mainland, where we would cross the border to Germany and 600km later enter the Netherlands.

    Arriving at Slivsø, Will took his rods off to the water's edge and fished for a few hours while Vicky had a read in the van. We were a little sad to be on our way out of Denmark but it didn't stop us enjoying where we were at this moment.
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  • Day765

    Munkebjergskovene, Vejle Fjord

    July 31, 2018 in Denmark ⋅ ⛅ 28 °C

    Mature Beech forest shades the dell we are parked in and we can see the pale blue-grey of Vejle Fjord through the trees. A warm breeze blows crisp, curled leaves from their branches and flurries of them scuttle along the nearby road. At 28° it is far from cool but at least we are protected from direct sunlight.

    This morning we got some shopping in, filled and emptied the van at motorway services then set out in search of tonight's stopover. After refuelling with LPG we are heading north once again. With 2km to go to our destination we turned into a road warning of a 3m height limit. Martha measures 3.58m with the canoe on top. Vicky wasn't keen on continuing but Will persuaded her we should at least take a look and see if it was an arched bridge whose middle we could fit under. Descending a 12% hill we stopped a little way back from the traffic light controlled bridge. It was indeed arched. Pulling over with some difficulty into a layby, Will used his fishing rod to measure the height and when he was certain we could get through, persuaded a beleaguered Vicky to walk backwards under the bridge, directing him through without any scrapes. The woodland parking was almost immediately after this point and while we could hear cars passing on the road and the occasional train on the bridge, we had very few people pull into the oval of gravel we'd chosen as our overnighter.

    When the temperature rises beyond a certain point, we have two very different reactions. Vicky will slow down and do as little as possible and Will seeks water. Vicky therefore stayed with Poppy, watching with bewilderment as troops of cyclists powered up the steep hill and Will took his snorkelling gear to the nearby shore of the Vejle Fjord. The fjord is yet another finger of the Baltic Sea poking into Denmark's East coast. The head of the fjord is a town of the same name, some 20km inland. Will really enjoyed cooling down and investigating the weeds that grew up from the sea bed. Crabs scuttled along and even scaled some of the underwater plant life. Tiny fish darted in and out of cover and one even let Will hold it in the palm of his hand!

    The following day, after savouring the dell's cool air during the morning, we lugged the canoe over the road and down the dirt path to the fjord's narrow sandy shore. Pushing off with the paddles we were amazed at the glassy surface of the water. At points it was like floating over mercury. Even the occasional wake from boats wasn't rippled and it was a somewhat surreal experience to travel through it, without anything by which to guage the waves' height. We took advantage of the calm conditions and canoed over to the other side of the fjord, where Will got out for a swim to cool down. Vicky held on and enjoyed an ice cream when we returned to the van.

    You can watch a video of our paddle on the VnW Travels You Tube channel here: https://youtu.be/qNr-gpaeDD8

    On the third day we ventured out for a walk in the beautiful Beech forest. Strong, old tree trunks reached up to the sky and the sun flooded through the canopy, backlighting the vibrant green leaves. The woodland was managed, but trees had been allowed to fall and lay naturally. Gnarled bracket funghi clung to the dead bark of tall, snapped shafts. You could imagine using them as footholds, like on a fabricated climbing wall. We climbed up to a viewpoint near a hotel, from where we could see a section of the fjord framed by green flora. Taking a path down the hill, we found a few small rasberries to munch on, then a good handfull of ripe blackberries; our first of the season. Once we were back in the depths of the forest, Will was some way ahead when Vicky heard the crackle of branches being snapped underfoot. Looking down the long slope she caught sight of a doe, picking her way through the undergrowth and soon disappearing.

    Carrying on there was heather and low bilberry bushes growing at the side of the path. Looking closely we did manage to find half a dozen shrivelled berries that clearly hadn't fared well in the drought. Approaching a small settlement we did come accross a huge redcurrant bush from which Will foraged a few good handfulls of fruit- yum!

    Dropping back down to sea level we emerged near the bathing place where Vicky dangled her feet off the side of the wooden jetty and Will dived off the end. It wasn't apparent at first, but looking closely, there were hundreds of tiny transparent jellyfish being pulled back and forth by the waves around Vicky's legs. Fortunately they were too small for any stings to affect us.

    Back at the van it was cool enough and we had sufficient LPG for Vicky to heat some water and get stuck into some clothes washing. The pile had grown considerably of late!

    We ended up spending a total of three nights in the forest dell and enjoyed both the shade and the centred feeling this gave us. However, even if the toilet hadn't been full and the batteries low, we felt ready to move on and explore new places by the third morning.
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  • Day738

    Vesterdende Ballum, Denmark! #15

    July 4, 2018 in Denmark ⋅ ⛅ 17 °C

    The three of us have made it to Denmark, the 15th country we'll explore on our 5 year tour! We are parked up at the end of a single track road, with fields all around us, looking out over puddle pocked sands to the distant island of Rømø.

    We didn't need to travel far to get here, in fact we haven't left Wadden Sea National Park. The wind is blowing a fine spray of rain in from the sea but we managed to fill and empty the van before it started and set off from our two day camp at Südwesthörn. We have two bags of rubbish sitting in our shower cubilce because the bins have only been small at our last couple of stopovers. We'll need to keep a keener eye out for disposal opportunities for a while.

    Five flags and the familiar blue sign with its circle of 12 golden stars were placed at the side of the small road to herald our entry to 'Danmark'. Routes through the little villages seemed narrower than on the German side and we continued to see large cottages with well maintained thatched rooves. There is a ready supply of reeds that grow in the wetlands around here. We'd been keeping our eyes open for a bread shop but now began looking for a bank in order to withdraw some Danish kroner. We didn't manage to find either before arriving at our overnight spot, but we can get by fine without them while we are here.

    On the way in to our wild camp, the van passed within a metre of an Oyster Catcher perched on a post, 50m or so from where we parked. On a reddish brown, wooden picnic table were oyster shells; these shellfish thrive in the mudflats and in turn, draw thousands of wading birds to the area.

    After lunch we went for a walk, following the mown track on top of the low dyke. We are really enjoying the network of walking and cycle tracks in this area - they seem to be everywhere! Passing a potato field in flower we saw the small village of Vesterdende Ballum in the background. We had already looked on maps.me to see if there were any shops, but there were only a few guesthouses and a church. Continuing on along the coast we allowed our senses to soak up the surroundings. Redshanks and Oyster Catchers with their high pitched pips to seaward and the multi-toned melody of warbling from what our friend Jenny calls SBJs (Small Brown Jobbies), joined with the chirping of cicadas to landward. The scent of pink shrub roses infused the air as we passed small bushes and visually, the 360° views beneath the steely grey clouds seemed to go on forever.

    We came accross a path layed in rounded stones, leading out 100m or so onto the mudflat. Following it out we found and foraged a little samphire to taste, but sticking to our rule of 'decimate don't obliterate', decided there wasn't enough to gather for a meal. A few oyster shells lay further out on the mud but knowing that winter is the time for oyster gathering, we didn't delve any further.

    Miles of wideopen countryside and shoreline may not be everyone's idea of paradise, but if our experiences today are any sort of indication, we are going to really enjoy our time in Denmark!
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You might also know this place by the following names:

Region Syddanmark, South Denmark, محافظة سيد دنمارك, Паўднёвая Данія, Южна Дания, Danmark ar Su, Dinamarca Meridional, Къилба Дани, Syddanmark, Περιφέρεια Νότιας Δανίας, Regiono Suda Danio, Lõuna-Taani piirkond, Hegoaldeko Danimarka, استان سیددانمارک, Etelä-Tanskan alue, Región Suðurdanmark, Danemark-du-Sud, Regiuun Syddanmark, Súd-Denemark, Južna Danska, Syddanmark régió, Հարավային Դանիա տարածաշրջան, Danimarca meridionale, 南デンマーク地域, სამხრეთ დანიის რეგიონი, Оңтүстік Дания, 남덴마크 지역, Dania Meridiana, Pietų Danijos regionas, Dienviddānijas reģions, Јужна Данска, Wilayah Syddanmark, Region Süüddäänmark, Zuid-Denemarken, Danemarc Meridional, Хуссар Дани, Dania Południowa, Dinamarca do Sul, Regiunea Syddanmark, Южная Дания, Region o Soothren Denmark, Syddanmark regiuvdna, Južné Dánsko, Південна Данія, جنوبی ڈنمارک علاقہ, Nam Đan Mạch, 南丹麦大区

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