HANNA'S WALK

There are moments in my life that has established themselves as Oscar-winning films. Oscars for best scenario and best plots.
There is the story of Beowulf who hears about friends who are in need in Denmark. He comes to help and defeats monsters, goblins and dragons.
There are stories of bog holes so creepy that deer choose the death by biting dogs, rather than the flight into the bog.
There is a story about a mighty meat hall in Lejre where King Roar generously shares his possessions between the men who honour him while quoting verses and letting themselves entertain by women.
Some of the best scenarios are from the fjord country; Landscapes with undulating wheat fields, where narrow picturesque roads winding between mounds and small village churches. Flashing fjords and lakes, promontories and inlets, hills and beautiful forests.
Does that sound like a fairy tale? It’s true because when I walk in the fjord country on a beautiful summer day, the adventure feels for real.

I have walk and cycled on countless trails in the fjord country.
Now I have found some new information’s, which many of you probably are familiar with.
The new data adds a new dimension to the landscape I know so well.
It was during a cross-search of Danish Vikings and Iceland, that I came across the Beowulf Poem.
The story of Beowulf is a unique plot written by English monks in the 8th century. A heroic poem. The poem begins with a celebration of Danish kings and King Skjold and his family.

It is the hero Beowulf who tells of King Skjold that he as a little child came to the royal solve Denmark, sailing alone on a ship.
The Danes saw a ship steer towards the shore; it had no oars outside, and there were no men to see at deck. As the ship slid in and lay down on the shore, people found a small boy lying alone on the deck. His head rested on a sheaf, and around him weapons were stacked.
The Danes carried the boy ashore, brought him to town; and proclaimed him as a king on a sacred stone, King Skjold.

Beowulf belonged to the Goths in Sweden, but he also had close ties to the Danish court, where he had stayed for a while when he was a child. When he learned that the ageing King Roar was in deep distress, he gathered a dozen of the best fighters and came to Roar’s rescue.

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A few year back archaeologists uncovered post holes after a mighty meat hall uncovered from 500 years A.D. in Lejre. The hall is from the same period as the legend of the royal family Skoldungerne with Roar, Helge and Rolf Krake and the famous ‘Hjorthal’ or known in England as Heorot. There are plans for a reconstruction of Heorot in Lejre.

You can read much more about these important finds in the notes.

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Secrets of Beowulf revealed Relics discovered Danish feasting hall featured Britains oldest epic poem.
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Lost lakes and castles

Do you want to take a walk at the ruins of Søborg Castle?
“No, it’s too cold, it’s too boring, and it’s windy.” In fact, I already knew the answer, but just wanted it confirmed.
I was determined to make the excursion, I therefore went by train to Mårum station in North Sealand and walked through the woods towards Saltrup. There was more snow here than at home, and it was freezing cold in the woods. The mist had packed between the fir trees and the cold was noticeable. Perhaps it was a bad idea after all, I thought, but soon the day revealed itself as one of the best.

We have previously walk from Gribskov, past the ruin of Søborg Castle and towards Gilleleje, but it was summer and the birds were singing.
Now a buzzard cries over my head, and a woodpecker is doing its best to find insects and larvae in a dead tree. It is a natural scenario that suits me well.
After Saltrup I’m out in the open country, the wind is at my back, the sun is shining and the scenery is wildly beautiful.

This landscape is not mountainous, haha! But there are ‘high ceilings’, and the tranquillity is predominant apart from the mandatory farm dogs that gets today’s experience when I pass them, or is it vice versa?

On a very long distance, I can see the church of Søborg, located in a short distance from the ruins of Søborg Castle.

I freeze despite several thin layers of wool, and I’m almost hallucinated.
It’s the hot meals which haunt me as great fantasy monsters. Delicious roast, supplemented with lots of vegetables, potatoes and a glas of Burgundy’s Grand Cru.

The experience of the ruin in the dawn going sun is worth it all. It’s not hard to imagine the impression the castle must have had on travellers who saw the castle towering over the lake.

I enjoy the snowy landscape and the ruins in the setting sun one last time before I decide to go to the nearest train station several kilometers away.

Along the way I make driver punches and jumps to keep warm.

“At the village Søborg in north-east Zealand is today the ruins of Søborg Castle. In the Middle Ages Søborg Castle was one of the largest and most fortified castles. Several kings stayed for periods of Søborg including Erik Menved and Valdemar Atterdag whose daughter Margrethe I also was born at the castle. Since the castle was considered to be very safe, it was also used as a prison for the most dangerous enemies of the monarchy. “① natmus.dk

Vil du med op til Søborg Slotsruin?
“Nej, det er for koldt, det er for kedeligt og det blæser.”  I virkeligheden kendte jeg allerede svaret, men ville bare have det bekræftet.

Jeg var fast besluttet på turen, så jeg tog toget til Mårum station, og gik gennem skoven op til Saltrup. Der lå mere sne her end hjemme, og der var isnende koldt i skoven. Tågedisen havde pakket sig mellem granerne, og kulden var mærkbar. Måske er det her alligevel en dårlig ide, tænkte jeg, men det varede ikke længe før dagen åbenbarede sig som én af de bedste.

Vi har før vandret fra Gribskov mod nord, forbi Søborg Slotsruin og mod Gilleleje, men det var sommer og fuglene sang. Nu skriger en rovfugl over mit hoved, og en flagspætte gør sit bedste for at finde insekter og larver i et udgået træ. Det er et natur scenarie, der passer mig godt.

Efter Saltrup er jeg ude i det åbne land, vinden er i ryggen, solen skinner, og landskabet er vildt smukt.

Det er ikke bjergrigt, haha! Men der er højt til loftet, og der er stille bortset fra de obligatoriske gårdhunde, der får dagens oplevelse, når jeg passerer dem, eller er det omvendt?

På meget lang afstand kan jeg se Søborg kirke, der ligger i kort afstand fra Søborg Slotsruin.
Som sædvanligt har jeg koncentreret mig mest om at komme afsted, hjem kan jeg altid komme.

Men alligevel får jeg et problem. Jeg fryser trods flere tynde uldlag, og så er jeg nærmest hallucineret.
Det er den varme mad, der spøger som fantastiske fantasimonstre. Lækre stege, suppleret med masser af grønsager, kartofler og den helt rigtige rødvin.

Oplevelsen ved slotsruinen er dog det hele værd. Solen er på vej ned, og det er ikke svært at forestille sig, hvilket indtryk slottet må have gjort på folk, der kom rejsende til fods eller til hest.

Jeg står et øjeblik efter i Søborg by, og overvejer hjemtransporten. Det ender med en vandretur til Græsted i halvmørke uden refleksbrikker. Jeg lærer det nok en dag.

“Ved landsbyen Søborg i Nordøstsjælland ligger i dag ruinerne af Søborg Slot. I middelalderen var Søborg Slot én af Danmarks største og bedst befæstede borge. Flere konger opholdt sig i perioder på Søborg Slot heriblandt Erik Menved og Valtemar Atterdag, hvis datter Margrethe I i øvrigt blev født på slottet. Eftersom anlægget blev anset som værende særdeles sikkert, blev det ligeledes benyttet som fængsel for de farligste fjender af kongemagten.

Søborg var i middelalderen en betydningsfuld borg, beliggende i Søborg sø. Ved borgen opstod købstaden Søborg. Anlægget er opført i flere faser. Ifølge traditionen var Biskop Eskild bygherre i midten af 1100-tallet. Valdemar d. Store indtog borgen i 1161, hvorefter den kom i kronens eje. Valdemar Atterdag udbygger tilsyneladende anlægget i 1300-tallet. Borgen blev ødelagt under Grevens fejde og lenet lagt under Krogen. I 1790-erne påbegyndes arkæologiske undersøgelser ved sognepræsten, og i 1850 foretog Frd. VII undersøgelser af selve slotsholmen. Nationalmuseet har undersøgt og istandsat ruinerne fra omk. 1900 til 1947, hvor man stoppede brat ved C M Smidts død.” ① natmus.dk
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