For once my bike Dynamo was used to power lights instead of iPhones, camera et al, this was because I arrived off the ferry at 11:00pm. Grenå marks the start of the final leg of my tripping around Scandinavia. It being the furthest south I go and now I head north toward Oslo.
The weather is such a fickle thing, it started by promising fine sun and a gentle wind to push me along, but as the day and I wore on, it started chasing me with heavy showers that I tried to stay ahead of, unsuccessfully of course, and eventually I was completely soaked, but my bike is now clean(er).
Earlier in the day, I stopped by a Bronze Age Settlement – not that anyone still lives there – and ate lunch and made a cup of tea. It’s slightly strange to think that on the very same spot, some 5,200 years ago people went about their everyday business in a world so totally different than to today.
Top left is a the remains of a small round Neolithic barrow. Not much left now and the missing stones are probably part of a cow barn somewhere.
Top right is the remains of a house/temple used for rituals. How do I know? ‘Cos archeologists found 28 funeral clay pots and its structure resembles that of the tombs.
Bottom left is a burial mound, somewhat reconstructed, but it was the biggest one in East Jutland. The big cheeses were buried in the centre and the mere mortals in side chambers (bottom right) The entrance is 10 metres in length so it would have been pretty damm high.
This is my umpteenth ferry and I had it all to myself. The NZ$3.40 fare included a coffee and a chocolate – not bad. You may notice that the clouds had by now outflanked me and were getting ready to have fun.