My Favourite Paradise

The smell of the sea and the sunlight playing in the waves.
White seabirds and ancient pines distorted by harsh weather.
An old murky house that immediately makes me think of smuggling raids and devious deals.
The old forest with shady winding paths, the moor and the burial mounds. A Paradise.

Dansk maler; Viggo Christian Frederik Vilhelm Pedersen
Udsigt over Tisvilde
Birth: 1854 Death: 1926

Dansk maler; P.C. Skovgaard
Udkanten af Tisvilde Hegn. Blæst
Birth: 1817 Death: 1875

Trolls and Hell, Forest and The Sea

This is Hell in North. That’s the rumour of Tisvilde.
The steep and long firebreaks, consisting of loose white sand, are part of a route in an annual runner competition.
But there is much more to Tisvilde than the up to 62 meter high exhausting runway of sand.
It is an outstanding piece of nature and the awesome experiences of mine are countless.
There is an old part of the forest called the Goblin Forest

Getting lost in the forest in the twilight might be a nerve wrecking walk

Inside the forest is an exotic area with many wonderful old juniper trees


The beach is second to none

…and some ‘adults’ couldn’t resist the sea even on a very cold day



The temperature change from warm and pleasant to a sudden cooling


The area is like Heaven on Earth and apparently Hell at the same time.
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Tisvilde

Tranquillity in Strong Wind

Ready for the Seven Leagued

There is tranquillity in a strong wind.
The only sound is the sound of nature, the wind in the trees and the roar of the waves against the shore.