Vegemite on a German breakfast table.

Having met our Aussie at the Leek festival we gladly took him up on his offer to visit so last night we stayed on Ian and Dorothea’s drive way and had a very pleasant meal with them in Dagebull on the Waddensee. In true Aussie fashion we later enjoyed a few glasses of wine on their patio where we were joined by their neighbours, Christian and Karen. Flocks of geese flew overhead as we exchanged stories of travel and adventure.

Mr Fluffy resting by the Waddensee

This morning we shared a yummy German breakfast of fresh bread, cheese, meats and boiled eggs and Kerriann was delighted to find Vegemite (Australia’s poor attempt to copy Marmite) on the table. Thanks Ian and Dorothea, we really appreciate your hospitality.

Outskirts of Dagebull by Waddensee

little train carrying locals and guests

Today we slowly meandered South through Northern Germany and have stopped at a stellplatz (free parking place for motorhomes) next to a boat museum in Wishhafn. As we queued to get on the ferry we heard on Radio 4 that a ferry in Bangladesh had sunk – Kerriann did not enjoy the trip as we were heavily loaded and listed a little to the right so she was very happy to reach the other side.

stopover in Ttzehoe - witches get everywhere

The weather is a little cooler today but this evening it has turned rather muggy and uncomfortable. Even Kerriann (an Australian) is finding the warm/hot nights rather uncomfortable.

Wischhafn

We are planning to head towards the witchy Harz mountains then on to the Mosel Valley for a bit of wine tasting. Hoorah!

A Rave in Leek??

The beaches along the south west coast of Denmark were absolutely jammed with people so we made the decision to head back to Germany. Mr Fluffy noticed a small green dot on the Bord Atlas marking a stellplatz in Leck so we put in the coordinates and pootled off.

Leek started well and continued to get better. The sat nav tried to get us to go down a slim pedestrian route to the stell[platz which Graham thought would be fine. (Why do men always think they can get large objects into small gaps?) I, on the other hand, was more cautious and jumped out to check out the situation. Two lovely German people on bikes immediately offered to help and cheerily pointed us in the right direction, a parking place right behind the area where a Schlager-nacht (popular music festival) was happening.

Graham hoped it was an oompah/folk music event while I was more of the opinion it would be a rave, going by the signs which said rucksacks would be checked for alcohol etc (at least that’s what I think they said). On arrival at 1900 we discovered we were both wrong and an evening of seventies music, deejayed by a chap in a dodgy wig and even dodgier seethrough white linen trousers, lay ahead. Amusingly, as the deejay excitedly kicked the evening off, he wandered towards the audience with his radio mike. The first person he spoke to was Mr Fluffy, chatting on loudly in German with Graham looking ever more confused until Mr Dodgy Wig thrust the mike at Graham’s mouth and he finally got the chance to announce to the ever-growing crowd: ‘I’m English and can’t understand anything you have been saying’.

Mr DW

Luckily Mr DW could speak English and merrily continued talking to an ever-reddening Graham, asking questions and urging the amused crowd to cheer loudly.

I popped off to the bar and on my return found a chap sitting with Graham, talking animatedly and smiling broadly. Ian turned out to be an Australian living in the area with his German wife Dorothea and they both joined us for the evening along with their neighbour Christian. We’re off to their house this afternoon for a visit.

Ian, Dorothea and Christian

A great night was had by all until I tried to go to the loo later in the evening and was told I was ‘verboten’ with an arm outstretched before me and a stream of German presumably telling the line of women that I was not welcome. Asking if someone could translate I learned that I had not put a coin in the metal tin marked ‘danke’ on my previous visit so was not allowed in again. I found it most amusing as I was unaware of the need to pat for a pee, as it were, and she looked extremely funny blocking my way in. I shall look out for ‘danke’ tins in the future.

Tollund Man and Nightwatchmen

Several years ago Graham read a book about the Iron Age man, around 40 years old, who was found in a peat bog near Silkeborg in Denmark. The man is so well preserved you can see the stubble on his chin. With Silkeborg only a few miles away we had to go and see him in person. 

The face of Tollund Man

'The old man is in the room to the left'. With an obvious affection for Tollund Man and a smile letting us know that the only reason most people come to this small museum is to see him, an elderly guide pointed us in the right direction. He has a room of his own and seats around the edge so visitors can sit and be with him for a while. He looks strangely comfortable, as though he's sleeping peacefully with a perfectly intact plaited rope around his neck and a leather belt around his waist. 

Lying in his case

It feels strange that this person is an exhibit and we wondered what he would think if he knew that 3000 years into the future his body would bring people from all over the world to see it. But visit him we did and the visitors there seemed to give him a sort of reverence, quietly walking around, some taking photos, some sitting with him presumably musing on his life and death. The thinking is that he was sacrificed to the gods and the ligature around his neck is possibly the one that he was hanged or strangled with.

A young girl, around 20 years old, was found a few metres away from Tollund man and is also thought to have been sacrificed. Elling Girl is not as well preserved, we could mainly see her hair and she was wrapped in the original fabrics she was buried in. 

After a night by a lake we have returned to Ringkobing on the east coast. It is such a lovely town and we're parked by the water here. Last night we did the nightwatchman's tour of the city. It was ok and the guides were very friendly, swapping expertly between Danish, English and German. It got a little drab when they got to a corner of the town and locals emerged from their houses with bottles of liquorice vodka and proceeded to give themselves and the guides a drink while all us tourists stood around watching them. Not very thrilling but we enjoyed their singing and the walk through the old streets.

Our lovely multilingual nightwatchman

How Far So Far?

We seem to have covered the coast of Scandinavia rather well

Jelling and Ega (with a circle on top of the 'a')

reconstruction as it may have been painted

markers indicating the original ship shaped structure

Denmark does good megalith! We dropped in to Jelling yesterday to see the magnificent rune stones erected by King Gorn and Harald Bluetooth around the 10th century. They are located between two massive burial mounds as is the church. It was interesting to note there was once a gigantic ship shaped structure overlying the site. 

church between the mounds

The stones are now encased in large glass cabinets which I presume are to protect them from the elements.

shame it doesn't have a glass roof as it makes for rubbish shadowy pics

We had heard how lovely Aarhus was so headed off to check it out for ourselves. Well!! I'm not sure if we are missing something but it was a bit hideous and we did not stay long. There is a lot of building work going on and it was massively hot but the whole place seemed a bit rough and frantic so we had a quick whizz around and headed north to a beach.

We found Ega (with a circle on the 'a') which was absolutely gorge and only about 12 km from Aarhus. The sea was calm, there a was a jetty to swim from and people were walking out in the water for around 100 metres as the water was very shallow. A very idyllic spot so we stayed the night and started the day with a lovely swim in the still warm water. We are now at another beach, Gjerrild Nordstrand, which is another lovely spot. The clouds are gathering so there may be a storm. Graham refuses to play dominoes which is very boring but has managed to get some rather slow wee fee. He seems to have more luck with wee fee when we're in the middle of nowhere than in cities!

I am swiftly running out of wine so it may be time to start heading back. The beer is good here though. Maybe Silkeborg tomorrow.

Loving the South Danish Islands, Megalithic Monuments and Swimming in the Sea

It’s not every day you come across a megalith with a jazz concert happening next door. And cars parked virtually on top of it.

megalithic car parks R Us

The island of Mon is like a mini paradise to us – megaliths galore, lovely beaches, restaurants and all the usual motorhome services free of charge. The megaliths consist of mainly chambered burial mounds of all shapes and sizes. Some of the burials have terraces, one we found had two parallel passages and some huge (very long) long barrows.

Kong Humbles Grav

Hunting these ancient monuments down takes us off the beaten track and down narrow country lanes but sometimes we can only get a glance of the megalith from Dickie but can’t find anywhere to stop. Today we island hopped through Falster and Lolland to Langeland to visit Kong Humbles Grav another very impressive long barrow. On the way, Tommy (our very clever Sat Nav), has repeatedly told us that there are ‘Megaliths in 500 meters’ some of which we caught a glimpse of – they looked like huge chambered tombs but they were inaccessible.

There are some rather fabulous churches here as well. The frescoes are rather fun.

from Fane Fjord Kirke

Fane Fjord or Elmelunde -both have similar frescoes

We ended the day on the beach at Ristinge on the south coast of Langelande. 

the white stone is very important on this 100 mtr long barrow

trolls might like to live here

couldn't get any closer

Temperatures were up in the mid 30s so a dip in the warm waters was just what the doctor ordered. A great way to start the day before brekky too.

The milometer tells us that we have now covered over 6000 miles on this trip …..and plenty more to go.

Denmark has a lot going for it – we are enjoying the dark nights – the 24hours of daylight up north  got a little tiring after the novelty had warn off!  We also like affordable food (including Danish pastries) and cheap diesel – around £ 1.02 a litre!

p.s If you want your Tommy to tell you when you are near a megalith, Google Megaliths UK (for a modest fee) will give you access to their comprehensive, downloadable database which can be installed on most Sat Navs.  We have found this useful and fun all over Europe although listed megaliths were a little sparse in Northern Sweden. The list of Aires (parking places for motorhomes) we installed on Tommy has also proved invaluable during this trip and has often taken us to lovely, free places to stay that have not been listed in any of our ‘official’ guides. 

We are currently parked at the marina in Fredericia. Mr Fluffy is fishing (fruitlessly) and I’m recovering from the boiling hot walk into town we had earlier. It’s gorge to have wee fee as I can catch up with ‘I’m Sorry I Haven’t a Clue’ and update my podcasts…am hooked on ‘There’s No Such Thing as a Fish’ and Helen and Ollie’s ‘Answer Me This’.

Tomorrow Arhus...I think.

Mons Burial Mounds, Churches and Beaches

As we are rather big fans of a megalith or two we decided to come to the island of Mons (with a stripe through the 'o') as it is burial mound central. It is also home to rather fabulous frescoes in its churches and some rather Dover-esque white cliffs. 

planning the 3km walk - sigh

Sprovedyssen

how romantic

Burial mound at Elmelund church

a female serpent to tempt Adam and Eve

Klekkende Hoj - double entrance and two chambers