HANNA'S WALK

Dragør – An Outstanding Skipper Town

Dragør is a great place for a stroll. The environment is unique with the old and extraordinary well-preserved town.
Furthermore the harbour is very Hyggelig with a great view to the Øresund Bridge.
Lots of things to explore!!
Dragør was founded in the 12th century, and grew quickly as a fishing port. In 1370, the Hanseatic League was granted some trade privileges in the town. Dragør continued to grow – as the home of one of the largest fishing fleets in the country and as a base for salting and processing fish. ¹

Dragør pilotage and towage services was founded in 1684, when six men received royal funding to pilot ships and especially warships through the Sound.
By the middle of the 1700s there were 24 pilots and in the 1870s there were more than 50.
In 1906 only seven pilots were left.²
Today Dragør is on UNESCO’s Tentative List!

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¹ Wikipedia
² Wikipedia
DanPilot

The old town of Elsinore is like stepping into a fairy tale. One sunny day we went for a stroll from the harbour to Kronborg Castle. Old medieval buildings lure with history, interesting facts and legends. Elsinore and Kronborg Castle always entice with a tale.

Mural, Hamlet
To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and, by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, ’tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish’d. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there’s the rub.

William Shakespeare, Hamlet


Copyright © Hanna Greenwood, Hanna’s Walk 2016.

Note
Elsinore by Wikipedia

A Heartwarming Inspiration From Georgia

I went to the Botanical Garden in the middle of Copenhagen. I came to experience the quietness, the beautiful palm house and the exotic flowers. I ended up in a several hours long conversation with a stranger from Georgia, US.

There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven’t yet met.
– William Butler Yeats

The Botanical Garden is part of the Natural History Museum of Denmark, at the University of Copenhagen.

Natural History Museum of Denmark, Botanical Garden, Københavns Universitet

TO RETURN HOME
Thou­sands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized peo­ple are begin­ning to find out that going to the moun­tains is going home; that wild­ness is a neces­sity; and that moun­tain parks and reser­va­tions are use­ful not only as foun­tains of tim­ber and irri­gat­ing rivers, but as foun­tains of life.
– John Muir, Our National Parks, 1901

I’m standing on top of the Citadel’s ramparts looking over the harbour while swallows fly closely by. I am sure the birds benefit from the steep ramparts one way or another.

Particularly two traditions link the Citadel to the public holiday, Stor Bededag and the night before.

Best known is the custom of eating warm wheat buns on Stor Bededags evening. The reason is that not even the bakers were supposed to work from sundown the night before Stor Bededag and throughout the following day.
Therefore very large wheat buns were baked the day before which people could take home to heat and eat the next day.

However, the wheat buns were eaten the same night – while they were still warm and crisp.
Today it is possible to buy the wheat buns all over when Stor Bededag is approaching.

The second tradition normally associated with Stor Bededag, was the habit of Copenhagen’s bourgeoisie walking on the ramparts on the evening of Stor Bededag. The custom can be traced back to the 1700s and is said to be caused by the melodious chimes of Our Lady Church’s carillon, which lured people of Copenhagen out on a stroll to enjoy the newly sprouted, spring green linden and chestnut trees.

The carillon was set up in 1747 and destroyed by the British bombardment in 1807 the church’s spire was hit and crashed into the main building, which burned completely.

It seems that the tradition once again is popular among people from Copenhagen and every day might work

Notes
Useful information on this site: Copenhagenet.dk
Kastellet
Kastellet, Copenhagen, Wikipedia

Is this the top of the tower, Mom? The boy stepped out into the sunlight as the first of a small English family. He looked eagerly over the red-tiled roofs of Copenhagen, with the beautiful verdigris copper spires and towers.
I can take a photo he said and soon the little group established themselves in front of a lovely boy with a camera.

They chose the right day to enjoy the view from Rundetårn. There is an obvious reason to consider the other towers in Copenhagen, when standing at the top of Rundetårn.

Frelserkirken, Christianshavn

Frelserkirken, Christianshavn

The view is spectacular and so is the sight of the Saviour’s Church. I told the family about the famous spiral ramp on the outside of the tower and how it inspired Jules Verne in his book, A trip to the bowels of the earth.
But I forgot to tell them about the English Bombardment of Copenhagen in 1807 and how the soldiers chose to aim after the spires in Copenhagen. Luckily the Saviour’s Church survived but Our Lady Church, Vor Frue Kirke, burned down and so did many old buildings in the centre of the city.

Have you ever been out in field and woodland, by streams and lakes, by a tree all in blossom or a hedgerow laden with berries – and just felt sure that you were not alone?
That’s how Teresa Moorey introduce her book: The Fairy Bible.
I’m tempted to read the book because I feel deeply happy to live in a place much alike.
In these days the hawthorn blossoms on the field, Hvidtjørnesletten and makes an unforgettable impression on all beings.

I have been out there several times this week to experience the atmosphere once again.
One evening the field was kind of sacred. The scent of blossoming hawthorn was intoxicating and the quiet soothing sounds from the animals made the place magical.
The deer moved imperceptible between the hawthorns while they graze.
People seemed affected and stood still or spread a blanket just to sit and be in the present. They were lowering their voice and that might have been because of the fairies.

They were afraid to scare them away.
Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire!
I do wander everywhere,
Swifter than the moon’s sphere;
And I serve the Fairy Queen,
To dew her orbs upon the green;
The cowslips tall her pensioners be;
In their gold coats spots you see;
Those be rubies, fairy favours;
In those freckles live their savours;
I must go seek some dewdrops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip’s ear.

‘A Fairy Song’ by William Shakespeare

Sweet was the walk along the narrow lane
At noon, the bank and hedge-rows all the way
Shagged with wild pale green tufts of fragrant hay,
Caught by the hawthorns from the loaded wain,
Which Age with many a slow stoop strove to gain;
And childhood, seeming still most busy, took
His little rake; with cunning side-long look,
Sauntering to pluck the strawberries wild, unseen.
Now, too, on melancholy’s idle dreams
Musing, the lone spot with my soul agrees,
Quiet and dark; for through the thick wove trees
Scarce peeps the curious star till solemn gleams
The clouded moon, and calls me forth to stray
Thro’ tall, green, silent woods and ruins gray.

‘Sweet Was The Walk’ by William Wordsworth
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Fairy Bible by Teresa Moorey

The Tombs

A month ago, I visited this beautiful area once again.  Spring and autumn are sparkling seasons here.
Now the sun is low,  the shadows long and the ancient tombs cast long shadows across the meadow.

Here in Tokkekøb Hegn in North Zealand 23 long barrows, round dolmens and passage graves are registered.

Kongedyssen

The burial chambers are 5,000 years old and the chambers are well preserved.
By archaeological excavations one found beautiful pottery vessels and flint axes as sacrifices.

Dæmpegårdsdyssen is a 5,000 year old long barrow – 38 meters long and 9 meters wide.
People nicknamed the tomb The Kings barrow because the Danish King Frederik the 7th helped to excavate it.

I imagine how the bereaved have walked along small paths towards the graves carrying their dead.
For 5,000 years ago, primeval forest covered Denmark. At that time, the linden trees were so dominant that people sometimes have called the period for the ‘Older Linden Time’.

Have you ever walked an avenue when linden trees are in bloom? The yellow flowers have a fine delicate fragrance.
Can you imaging an entire forest?

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James Elkington lives in North England. Look at these amazing photos of a 5.000 year old stone circle.

Tokkekøb Hegn, Naturstyrelsen
Oldtidsstier i Tokkekøb Hegn; oldtidsstier.dk

Kort over tur i Tokkekøb Hegn

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