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!
There are strange and mysterious sounds
When the winds of winter blow,
The long nights are crystal clear and cold,
And the fields and meadows are covered with snow.
The stars are frosty against the sky,
And the wind’s whistle is shrill,
As the snow blows against the house
And drifts against the hill.
Yet, I like to see during the winter
A white carpet on the ground,
To plod aimlessly in the deep snow,
where deer tracks abound.
I like to feel the stillness
Of a crisp winter’s night,
Watching a full moon rise over the horizon,
Exposing a winter wonderland beautiful and bright.
Winter Wonderland by Joseph T. Renaldi
If possible, pack your lunch and go out into the wild.
Enjoy nature and leave only your footprints behind ❤
I was curious enough to take a very short walk along the beach. The wind was ice-cold.
The eastern wind and Jack Frost had rebuild the beach.
On my way to the grocery I met these brave silk-stocking gents posing in the frost and snow.
Todays walk is the finest expression for the month of March:
Sun at the start, mud on the path, replaced by white creaking snow after a few hundred meters.
Then the sun disappears behind a cloud and soon sleet drifts across the fields.
Happy walk ❤
March is a tomboy with tousled hair, a mischievous smile, mud on her shoes and a laugh in her voice.
“What day is it?”
“It’s today,” squeaked Piglet.
“My favorite day,” said Pooh.
My walk yesterday wasn’t much of a hill walk but it was an outstanding walk.
A gale ruled and the temperature was minus 8 degrees.
Therefore I planned my walk with the wind in my back.
Best walk I had for years 🙂
The north wind doth blow,
And we shall have snow,
And what will the dormouse do then,
Roll’d up like a ball,
In his nest snug and small,
He’ll sleep till warm weather comes in,
Traditional ballad, The North Wind Doth Blow
It was a bitterly cold day. For some reason I had an urge to visit the ducks down by the old mill. I enjoyed the scenery for a moment when suddenly I heard voices from under the road where a small passage allow people to sail through in canoes.
To my surprise a stand up paddler was on his way under the road and two more followed him.
The last stand-up paddler made me speechless. He was wearing plain clothes, as well as an overcoat. A crazy excursion if you ask me and yet I could not help laughing.
We have a saying in Danish: Never go down on equipment.
In this case you can take it literally 🙂