What an awesome winter weather. It all started with a blizzard in Jutland, and eventually we got snow in Copenhagen and North Zealand as well. Completely unreal winter weather where people were stuck in traffic for many hours. It doesn’t happen that often in Denmark anymore.
I had to quote William Shakespeare for Blow Blow You Winter Wind ❤️😊
..Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude…
A Danish writer, Martin A. Hansen developed a thesis stating that:
There has been a trade route, a military route and a pilgrimage route across Zealand, Denmark. Through wetlands, bogs, meadows, fields and forests.
“Not just a wheel track or horse trail, but a wide range of paths with shifts from century to millennium. It is traces of the first mound builders, the masters of dolmens, the passage graves, it is the Stone Age monuments on the valley stretches down toward the river estuaries, it is the elevated Bronze Age mounds, and finally, the Iron Age and Viking Age settlement and burial sites.” 1
1 Lethrica, The Historical Societies in Lejre Municipality, Volume 3, No. 8.
Years ago I decided to examing this 64 km trail. It was a joyful exploration of an area enriched with historical tales and great beauty. The walks became a beautiful journey through time and place. Unforgettable visits to the Vikings’ old port, Vellerup Vig; the hills in Egholm Forest with a view of Dronningedyssen towards Orø; crossing through Kyndeløse Nordmark with pleasant farmers and happy cows. Through the atmospheric Ejby Ådal and further up to Dyrehaven with a view of Tempelkrog. Continuing through Rye with its many well mounds. Out through Hestehaven and a detour down to the beautiful Aastrup and Elverdamsåen. Past the always full church in Kirke Såby. Over Roskilde Bakke and Kirkebakke to Helligrende and on to Abbetved, where I can still hear the call of the crows in the crisp autumn air. The thunderstorm raged as I walked along the beautiful path towards Sagnlandet Lejre. I could make out the Sacrifice Marsh between the trees, and the thunderstorm added to the scenery. The beautiful Knapsø with the grey-throated loons which emit strange cries. Through Herthadalen, where the first constitutional meeting was held on the 5th anniversary in 1854. Further through the historic Gl. Lejre towards Ramsødalen.
The path meanders between rose hips and broom bushes. The sun is low, and the flowers glow in the evening sun.
We hear a faint engine sound from the sea and see the silhouette of three men in a boat. Majestic clouds that look like mountains tower up behind them.
It’s June’s unforgettable farewell, and a welcome to July. Enjoy summer and enjoy life ❤️
The path winds between lakes. Sky hastingly changing colour. A swan moves through the water looking for bread? I realize I’m not breathing. I want to remember the sounds of nature. The mournful whistle of the Bullfinch. Ducks chatter quietly. Tit birds are chirping high up in the trees. The sounds of nature on a spring evening.
HANNA'S WALK 
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