The small ferry sailing around Frederiksborg Castle resembles undeniably a little boat from Legoland.
However, many people are having a joyous day on the lake with a different view to the castle
Recently I heard on the radio that the little boat is a rebuilt lifeboat from one of the most famous vessels in Danish history:
The ship Jutlandia, a floating hospital, that went on three expeditions from 1951 to 1953 during the Korean War.
That changed completely my perspective on the small ferry, until yesterday, when I did some research.
The shipping company tells the story on their website. The ferry has sailed the lake since 1952, and the story about the lifeboat is so popular that it has almost turned into a truth. Some myths are worth saving 🙂
You can take a wonderful walk around the lake and through the Baroque garden or you can continue towards Gribskov and wilderness.
Click the link to see my beautiful walk towards the mountain in the forest:
I’ve spent magical times on my walks at Frederiksborg Castle north of Copenhagen. Winter evenings were beautiful. The Stable Street and portals, gate towers and turrets, the courtyards and of course the view of Frederiksborg Castle, covered with snow all together added the impression of a fairy tale.
These delights are surrounded by wonderful castle gardens.
My plan was to revisit the renaissance castle, the baroque garden and not least the ordinary and spectacular garden with ponds and old trees. Bathhouse, hunting castle and the grazing Dexter cows. Well you might not call it ordinary after all.
Oh! What were the ducks waiting for?
They are waiting for their feathers to grow out properly so they can fly over the castle and enjoy the beautiful sight of all the glory. They will also take the opportunity to forage.
“The days are short,
The sun a spark,
Hung thin between
The dark and dark.” From the poem; January by John Updike
‘The summer was lovely and a light breeze made the walk enjoyable for my friend, Joanna and I. She has a high metabolism like me, like a hobbit, and we didn’t get far before we had our first meal on a bench in the garden of Frederiksborg Castle.’
Today the temperature is slightly difference to put it mildly. There is frost in the air and severe wind but the sun is shining.
I have layer upon layer until there are no more space under my jacket. Nevertheless, I take a short break on a bench beside Athene.
My walk is about 15 km long and I don’t have much time before darkness set in. I bought water in a shop but I cannot open the bottle. My fingers are already stubbornly frozen. I pack the bottle into the rucksack and continue the walk past the spectacular little castle, Badstuen and Louise’s Island.
The small buildings on the Island in Ødammen was built by Frederick 7. as a miniature version of a Norwegian manor. I went out through the village Gadevang, and soon I was on the way up towards the mountain, Fruebjerg, inside the forest. The sun was setting and the sight towards the coast was magnificent. I love this view. I hurried down the mountain and trough the forest to the train station. I had to wait 10 minutes. I can not remember the last time I’ve been so cool. Well, maybe when I skated as a child 🙂
‘Sommeren var dejlig, og en let brise gjorde vandreturen behagelig for min veninde og mig. Vi har et højt stofskifte, ligesom en hobbit, og vi nåede ikke langt, før vi indtog vores første måltid på en bænk i parken ved Frederiksborg Slot.’
I dag er temperaturen anderledes for nu at sige det mildt. Der er frost i luften og hård vind, men solen skinner. Jeg er iført lag på lag indtil der ikke er mere plads under min jakke.
Alligevel tager jeg en kort pause på en bænk ved siden af Athene.
Min tur er cirka 15 km lang, og jeg har ikke meget tid, før mørket indfinder sig.
Jeg har købt vand i en kiosk, men jeg kan ikke åbne flasken. Mine fingre er allerede stivfrosne. Jeg pakker flasken ned i rygsækken, og fortsætter turen forbi det spektakulære lille slot, Badstuen og Louises Ø.
De små bygninger på øen i Ødammen blev bygget af Frederik den 7. som en miniature udgave af en norsk herregård.
Jeg går ud gennem landsbyen Gadevang, og snart er jeg på vej op mod Fruebjerg, inde i skoven. Solen er ved at gå ned, og synet mod kysten er storslået. Det er højdepunktet på turen bogstavelig talt, og i overført betydning. Min vandretur fortsætter i hast mod togstationen, Kagerup.
Her må jeg måtte vente i 10 minutter. Jeg kan ikke huske hvornår jeg har været så nedkølet. Jo, måske dengang, da jeg løb på skøjter som barn 🙂