A few days ago I walked along the edge of the lake and was treated to the crunch and rustle of leaves with each step I made. The acoustics of this season are different and all sounds, no matter how hushed, are as crisp as autumn air.
~ Eric Sloane
It’s autumn. Maybe you have an urge for mountains?
Some of my readers did a search for a map of Kullaberg on my blog.
I would recommend that you take a look at Kullaleden:
I took this picture a few days ago in between horrendous rain showers.
Maybe it’s that kind of weather that has hardened Mads Pedersen.
The young Danish UCI-rider who won The World Championships of 2019 in Yorkshire in England on the roads of Postman Pats.
A distance of 262 km.
A huge congratulation to Mads Pedersen.
Every time I see cotton grass, my thoughts fall on the Norwegian mountain lakes.
The video from the Norwegian mountains is one of my absolute favourites.
Watch and get inspired!
Today I had a great bike ride between showers. I felt really lucky when the sun broke through the clouds.
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee;
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.
~ W. B. Yeats, The Lake Isle of Innisfree
Autumn is the wonderful time of year for a walk in the mountains. This image of mine is from Norway on our way to Grimsdalen, Dovre.
He found himself wondering at times, especially in the autumn, about the wild lands, and strange visions of mountains that he had never seen came into his dreams. ~ J.R.R. Tolkien
Mighty roars that echo beneath the treetops.
Stags are defending their territory and they are fast runners.
You better keep a good distance 😉
Several times I’ve seen King Frederik 7’s monogram on my walk in nature.
Or I stumble over stories that have emerged around his activities.
He was very fond of digging out burial mounds. Fortunately, he was assisted by very knowledgeable people so no harm was done.
None of which I’m aware of. But then I’m not an archaeologist either.
King Frederik the 7th of Denmark was a colourful personality.
His greatest interest was archaeology, representation and his third wife, ballerina Louise Rasmussen, Countess Danner.
Recently I visited Frederik 7′ cave in Skodsborg. It is well located overlooking the Sound and his Villa Rex.
He held gatherings in the cave and it is said that they were certainly not boring.
King Frederik 7. of Denmark (1848 – 1863)
I wrote these lines as a tribute to nature:
When you stumble, you will find their fruits,
you’ll play hide and seek under them,
and you’ll climb in them.
You’ll visit them with your first loved one,
and you will walk under them with your family.
They supply the animals with food.
They tell you all about the seasons.
They give you shelter on a rainy day,
and they protect you from the sun on a hot summer day.
They are trees!
They provide joy, happiness, warmth and food.
They still breathe for us –
He who plants a tree, plants a hope. ~ Lucy Larcom
HANNA'S WALK 
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