Rostock - Burgstaaken (24 September 2016)

On another warm sunny morning we started our exploration of Rostock. A city of over 200,00 people with an interesting historic centre surrounded by a ring road heavy with traffic. Rostock had been heavily bombed in World War 2 and then suffered at the hands of concrete slab building during the the DDR (East Germany) era. It does have a large student population which gives it a lively feel although this is offset by empty shops and buildings and wide open (and empty) spaces. Nevertheless we were interested to see Marlenkirche, the only church to survive WW2, with its 12 metre high astrological clock built in 1472 showing the exact date on which Easter falls every year. The integral discs last for 130 years, the next one due in 2017. The clock is apparently the oldest one of its type in the world still with its original mechanisms.

Astrological clock completed 1472

There was little else of particular note apart from two remaining city gates and the impressive 13th century Rathaus.
With the temperature at 27C in late afternoon (incredible for the Baltic in mid-September) we dined out on excellent fish in a restaurant on the waterside.
A relatively early start the next morning, casting off at 0745, as we had a fair distance to cover to our next destination, Wismar. A still sunny morning as we motored up the river to the mouth at Warnemunde. Rostock industry gradually gave way to reed beds and tree lined banks and then back to industry with the ferry terminals (from Sweden, Denmark and Finland for certain), a naval base, cruise liner ports, ship repair yards and plenty of other marine activities. For the first 5+nm we didn't see another boat but then in the last mile we met three incoming ferries, the ship that services the marine cardinals and buoys, ferries crossing the river, a naval service boat and a small support ship.
Once clear of the mouth we turned W and for the coming hours we mainly motor sailed with the help of a light following wind until we turned into the bay at the foot of which is Wismar.
We had completed over 44nm by around 1545 when we docked at the sailing club at Westhafen. 

Wismar is a smaller and more compact town than Rostock. It is a short distance through a wide bay and still has some commercial shipping, mainly coasters from Sweden and Poland delivering timber and other goods so far as we could see. There is evidence in the shape of cranes, warehouses and other buildings of greater marine commerce including shipbuilding in the not too distant past. There are three major docks and half of one, the Westhafen is now occupied by the yacht club that we berthed at. Another, the Alter Haven, also has some space for fishing and larger vessels whilst the third, Uberseehafen, is largely derelict except for a small municipal marina in the corner. The Alter Haven is steadily being regenerated with warehouses and mills turned into flats, fishing boats selling their wares from the boats, new shops and quite a few restaurants. There is some way to go but it looks promising. 

View from the Tower towards the Westhafen

Wismar became a Hanseatic League town in the 13^th century and its buildings clearly testify to a prosperous place for hundreds of years after that. The town and some surrounding areas then spent most of the 16^th and 17^th centuries as part of Sweden and there is evidence of that too, including two baroque Swedish heads which stand on mooring posts guarding the entrance to the harbour. (These are replicas, the originals having been damaged by a Finnish barge in 1902, one original being in the town museum). Then in 1945 the town was bombed by the RAF and finally Wismar was in the former East Germany until 1991 which is why not everything about the town is satisfactory. But it is a UNESCO heritage site with a superb central market square dominated by a magnificent Rathaus. It is said to be the largest remaining medieval town square in Northern Germany. 

Part of the central market square

 We also visited four churches, St Nikolai Kirche, the largest and only remaining intact of the three red brick churches that dominated the roof-scape before 1945; Heiligen Geist Kirche, originally a hospice dating from the 13^th century; St Marien Kirche, originally built in the 13^th century but all that remained after the 1945 bombing was the steeple; and St Georgen Kirche, again bombed and then left in ruins in the time of the DDR, its shell has now been reconstructed and it is used for concerts and public events. So quite a change in church use in about 70 years.

Although a lovely sunny evening there had been a little cloud in the sky that day and it looked as though, after 11 days of sunshine, the very warm spell was coming to an end. The following day there was more cloud in the sky and the forecast was for strong breezes of F4 and F5 for our 30nm trip to Travemunde. We cast off just before 0900 and for the first few hours headed north out of the bay. As we began to lose the shelter of the land the wind and the waves increased until eventually we were coping with winds of F5 gusting to the top end of F6 and wave heights of around 1.5-2.0m. Naturally we were sailing fast at times but once we turned to head W, for the last final 90 minutes or so we had the E wind right behind us as we surfed with the waves.

Travemunde is a coastal resort at the mouth of the Trave river which leads to Lubeck. It is a thriving holiday resort and a very busy car and commercial vehicle ferry port with regular departures to Scandinavian and other Baltic ports. To our surprise the various marinas had few spaces but we did eventually find a place for a couple of nights. We were at the end of a pontoon adjacent to the main channel so the ferries passed very close to us.

Ferry manoeuvering in channel, going astern to dock.

On Sunday we took the bus to spend time in a founding city of the Hanseatic league which also has over 1,000 historic buildings, some dating back to the 12^th century. Another World Heritage Site which also suffered bombing, in 1942, but also famous for its marzipan. We spent a day looking at the impress city centre with streets lined with medieval merchants' houses and spired churches. 

Street with Merchants' houses.

 The 13^th to 15^th century Rathaus is apparently widely regarded as one of the most beautiful in Germany; the very substantial Gothic Marien Kirche has the world's highest brick vaulted roof and was the model for dozens of churches in Northern Germany; and there are two remaining city gates, the Holstentor which appears to have a sag and the Burgtor. 

Holstentor City Gate

We found Willy Brandt House, an exhibition about the life and work of the Lubeck born former Berlin Mayor and then West German Chancellor very interesting both for what it said about him (for example he was an exile in Norway and then Sweden from the early 1930's until the end of WW2) and the events he handled including the Nazi years, War Crimes Tribunals, the Berlin Airlift and the Berlin Wall, his European commitment and his philosophy of Ostpolitik. 

By Monday morning the strong winds of the two previous days had abated and so we left and headed around 12nm E to the smaller town of Neustadt. This time it was a pleasant sail in a NE 3/4 on our beam. We tied up in the old harbour and strolled around a busy but ordinary town! 

Quay close to town centre

The following day we cycled along the coast stopping for coffee at the small holiday resort of Pelzerhaken and then for lunch at the larger resort of Gromitz. The cycle route was very varied from well built promenades to mud tracks (thankfully dry) through woods.

Sculpture en-route

It was another sunny September day so there were plenty of other cyclists and walkers. We passed by a number of mobile home and caravan parks as well as apartment blocks and hotels in the main settlements. There were signs that these were originally small villages but clearly much holiday development had taken over. Not surprising as the sandy beach was virtually continuous.

On Wednesday morning we headed NE along the coast motoring against a NNE wind until we passed a headland where the coast changed to a NW axis and we were able to sail to the small resort of Grossenbrode where there is a large lake accessed through a narrow channel. We were now just 5nm from our final destination and so Thursday was spent beginning the process of laying up Whileaway. There was just a light breeze so we spent a couple of hours taking down the sails and putting them in their bags for the winter. Then we began cleaning and other chores.

Friday was already warm at 0900 as we headed the short distance to Burgstaaken. We were able to tie up to the company pontoon and continue our preparations for the removal of the mast and the lift out on Saturday morning.

The mast is lifted off

 In the succeeding couple of days we completed our list of maintenance and related work before, on Tuesday morning we drove the 450 miles to the Hook of Holland and the ferry to Harwich.

By the end of our 2016 cruise we had travelled 1,121nm sailing on 45 days and staying on board for 77 days. Our journey had taken us from Amsterdam, through the Netherlands, the East Frisian Islands, the Kiel Canal, the German Baltic coast, various islands in Denmark, part of the west coast of Sweden and back to Germany. The weather had been a little bit indifferent early in the year but September had been marvellous with almost three weeks of unbroken sunshine. Next year we are thinking of varying the times that we are away and heading up the east coast of Sweden towards Stockholm.

Dragor - Rostock, Germany (13 September 2016)

Having had August at home we started our journey back to Whileaway on the evening of Monday 5 September. This time we took the car as near the end of the month we would be getting Whileaway laid up for the winter and we had gear to bring home. Our journey took some organising.
We left Wiltshire at 1800 on Monday night immediately after a Board meeting that I needed to attend. We then drove nearly 200m to Harwich, arriving at 2145 and soon on to the Stenna Line ferry. We were off the ferry and cleared border control at the Hook of Holland by 0830. We drove through Netherlands and Germany (mainly on motorways)  to Burg on Fehmarn Island a distance of about 400m arriving there at 1545. After a little delay as our contact was not at the yard that afternoon we eventually put the car into one of the yacht halls to await our return in Whileaway and sorted out a few details. We then had time for a beer and an early supper in Burg, sitting outside in the warm sunshine. We walked to the town station and caught the local 1844 train to Puttgarden on the north of  the island, where shortly afterwards we boarded the 1905 ICE train from Hamburg to Copenhagen. Having boarded, the train rolled on to one of the regular ferries for the 45 minute crossing to Nyrobing in South Denmark. So having just boarded the train we had to alight and go to the passenger area on the ferry! The ferry company made much of the fact that we were travelling on one of a fleet of the most environmentally friendly ferries in the world, amongst the features being a big bank of batteries enabling the ferry to store power for later use.

Scandlines Hybrid Ferry

Once across the water we re-boarded, had a quick passport check and the train then continued to Copenhagen arriving on time at 2222. From outside the station we caught the 5A bus towards Sundbyvester Plads and at the Dresundsve stop we changed to the 350S to Dragor.
We were on Whileaway in Dragor harbour at 2330 just under 29 hours since leaving Wiltshire.
Apart from the loss of a fender (don't know why) Whileaway was just as we left her. After all the usual checks, refitting some gear that is stowed away when we leave her and reprovisioning at the local shops we slipped our mooring at just after 1130 on Wednesday morning.
We headed south towards the small town of Rodvig which we had visited in July. It was a sunny day with just a little cloud and for a while we were able to sail but then the wind dropped and being on the nose we decided that it would be quicker to motor. We were about half way to Rodvig, crossing from one part of the Danish coast to another when Andrea noticed three seemingly identical naval ships heading north on a parallel course about 2nm to the E of us. We were watching them, interested in what they may be up to, when the VHF radio burst into life with "Whileaway this is Polish Warship Resko". I returned the call and Resko requested that we switch to a working channel. The next call from ORP Resko was blunt "Whileaway change course 10 degrees West". I called back "Polish warship Resko this is Whileaway, confirm alter course 10 degrees west, over". There was then a little delay and the answer came back that there was now no need for a course alteration! so we pressed on. Naturally we kept watching the three ships wondering what they were up to in what were Danish territorial waters. They certainly manoeuvred around, sometimes circling, sometimes stopped before eventually they set off S heading back from whence they came. We could only assume that they were on some sort of exercise, perhaps hunting a submarine? Later we established that the ships were Minehunter/Minesweeper class so perhaps they were supposed to be finding dummy mines?
Arriving at Rodvig just before 1800 we were surprised at how empty the harbour was. On our last visit in mid-July the harbour had been three quarters full when we arrived at lunch time! This pattern of quiet empty harbours stayed with us throughout the following days, so much more pleasant than being with the crowds! When we had visited Rodvig before we had visited Stevens Klift and other places so this time we just required an overnight stop.

Beautiful sunny September morning in Rodvig harbour

The next morning was again sunny and we watched the swallows flying low over the water catching breakfast. before setting off to the S again, this time just 25nm to Klintholm on the S coast of the Island of Mon. We sailed nearly all the way there, admiring Mons Klint, the unusual sheer sided white cliffs, more of which later. Klintholm is a popular passage port for vessels heading W/E or E/W in the S Baltic Sea. The harbour has some relatively new holiday homes and the settlement around the "Havn" has quite a few houses plus a holiday camp site, a small supermarket and a few restaurants. It is a very pleasant place to stop.
On Friday morning we decided to explore the east side of Mon. we decided to begin by cycling 17km to the main town of Stege. The town has plenty of old streets and buildings and lies alongside the waterfront.The main street had a variety of shops and a nice feel to it.

Limited selection of products in this shop?

After a coffee and a look around we were next to head east across the island to Mons Klint which we had passed the day before. This would involve a 20km cycle ride and so Andrea proposed enquiring about the bus service. There was an hourly service and on asking the driver (with the assistance of a local - who it turned out was an ardent follower of Wiltshire crop circles!) it was not a problem to take our folding bikes on the bus. So 45 minutes later we arrived at Mons Klint. The geology is that about 70 million years ago Denmark was covered by ocean. The chalky ocean floor was raised above sea level before the last ice age reached Denmark about 12,000 years ago.Ever since then the cliffs have been eroding and at present rates the cliffs and the island of Mon will disappear in about 50,000 years. Mons Klint is also known for its Peregrine Falcons (breeding here having vanished from Denmark for 30 years), wild orchids, the black spotted blue butterfly (seen nowhere else in Denmark) and of course many fossils. Unfortunately we didn't see any of these particular features!

Mons Klint

We walked down the 500 steps to the base of the cliffs and then along the very narrow beach to the next steps about 2km along. We completed the loop back to where we had left our bikes and then cycled about 15km back to Klintholm. That evening we had an excellent meal in a very friendly Italian restaurant close to the harbour - with a little musical interlude provided by the chef/proprieter!
On Saturday we had another warm sunny day and at 0930 we slipped our mooring and started heading W towards the estuary that leads towards Stubbekobing on the island of Falster. We were able to sail close hauled for about three and a half hours before putting on the motor and turning north into a narrow buoyed channel between the islands of Mon and Falster. Stubbekobing was pleasant but sadly quite run down with empty shops and houses despite some signs of industry. A bright spot was the traditional ferry still operating between Stubbekobing and the island of Bogo.

Histoic Bogo Ferry

So the following day we set off back down the channel and then W  along the coast to Gedser. Another warm sunny day and more sailing with a SW wind around F3/4. As we neared Gedser we could see the ferries (between Germany and Denmark) moving up and down the buoyed channel. We crossed that channel and left a drying bank to port turning up towards the harbour. Plenty of room again as we chose an alongside berth. A walk around Gedser revealed some interesting buildings, a mixture of old and new, but again it looked as though there had been better times in the past. Indeed an exhibition in the ferry terminal showed that the heyday was in the 1960's and 1970's with busy ferry crossings and a railway terminal. Gradually other ferry routes and bridges developed and the trade declined although a regular ferry service is still sustained. After a lovely day another beautiful sunset.

Sunset Gedser

The following morning we spent time on domestic issues - clothes washing and boat maintenance. After lunch we cycled N to the town of Nykobing F (The F to distinguish it from other Nykobing towns in Denmark). This seemed thriving with plenty of attractive buildings and people about in the town centre. It also had plenty of industry with what looked like grain silos, sugar beet processing plants and so on. But by the time we got back to Gedser we had cycled just short of 50km (over 30m) so quite tiring on our Bromptons. 

Traditional houses Nykobing centre

Tuesday 13 soon produced another warm sunny day. We left after taking on diesel and were soon sailing due S with a variable E and then SE wind. So we sailed most of the 26nm to Warnemunde, dodging the Scandline ferries at times and then began motoring the 7nm down the Warnow River to Rostock.Initially it was a very industrial and maritime landscape but this then gave way to reed beds before we rounded a bend and then began to see the buildings of Rostock in front of us. This was to be a two night stop so plenty of time to explore the city the next day. 

Approaching Rostock

Kalvehave - Dragor (28 July 2016)

Wednesday 13 July brought a sunny morning with lighter NW winds F2/3. I was pleased about the lighter winds as for the first 10-12nm we had to carefully navigate very shallow waters where at times we might only have 0.5-2.0m below the keel. The chart showed that most of the time the channel was well buoyed but there were areas where you had to choose where to cross from one marked channel to another. We slipped our mooring at 0800 and after a mile in deep water, having passed an E cardinal Andrea spent some time searching with the binoculars for a W cardinal which we needed to leave on our starboard side and then the first starboard channel marker which was off the very small island of Nyord. These buoys often take some spotting as they are not very tall and are easily lost against the background if there is land behind them. We gradually worked our way along the various channels, which at times narrowed to no more than 10m wide as we passed between port and starboard buoys and the odd cardinal. Gradually though there were a number of other boats using the channel and this is helpful as you get more of an idea how it meanders across the sea. But you do have to keep on your toes so as not to be misled into missing a buoy and cutting a corner with unsatisfactory consequences! We had been planning to head for Rodvig but en route we decided to divert into a fjord where the harbour for the town of Praesto was at the southern edge. This again required us to resume channel watch, the last 3nm including entering the Fjord being through shallow waters.

Residential street near the town centre in Praesto

Praesto turned out to be a good choice. A small town with a street of shops, choice of supermarkets and plenty of bars and cafes. Nice to walk around, also to stretch our legs into the adjoining countryside. The following day we were on our bikes on a “panoramic route” (cycleway 454) of 30km. This took us on a loop through the countryside to the east and south of Paesto mainly on country lanes with little or no traffic. At times we looked across the sea to the channel that we had passed through and en route we did go to the tiny village of Stavreby said to have one of the country's smallest fishing harbours.

Straveby harbour

We also saw the castle ruins and the church at Slotsbakke the latter dating from the fourteenth century. The Church had some well preserved fourteenth century wall paintings as well as the extensively carved pews that we had seen elsewhere. We had expected to find a cafe en route but that was not to be, indeed we met very few people and saw only a little activity throughout the 30km.

Wall painting Slotsbakke Church

On Friday we set sail again and were able to run before the W wind of F5/6 the 16nm to Rodvig. This is a busy fishing and ship repair port as well as having a well used yacht harbour. A German skipper in the next door but one box took our lines as we edged up to the quay in what were blustery winds. A little while later we went to connect to the shore power and discovered that it was a different connector to the standard. The kind German lent us an adaptor which he had for old harbours such as these! But as he was leaving the next day we thought that we would have to move to another box if we stayed longer.

That afternoon we wandered around the adjacent fishing port and the small town. There were plenty of fish restaurants to we decided it would be impolite not to patronise them! The next morning we opted to move as the line of boxes we were in were prone to swell and the boat had rolled during the previous evening and overnight. It was again a blustery morning and in manoeuvring out of the box the anchor caught hard on one of the posts and as the boat was also taken by the wind somehow the anchor was pushed against the post and fractured in two! Andrea managed to retrieve the fluke, as it dangled from the line used to stop it rattling, but that is of little benefit as it clearly is not fit for purpose! Slightly worrying was whether this was a structural fault that might have meant it failing under load, which would not have been desirable. We continued our search for a new box and found one in the corner of the harbour, quite a tight turn to get in there, but we did.

We were now alongside a friendly Swedish couple who, we learnt, were waiting for a replacement part for their engine cooling system to arrive, their engine having been seriously overheating because of an impeller failure. We had been looking to buy postcards for a while and noticed later that our neighbour was writing some. They had found them in the local supermarket. However whilst the cost of the cards had been around 8 DKK (about 90p), a little on the high side, the postage was an extortionate 25 DKK (about £2.80)! Even the shop assistant had apologised for this!The main interest locally are Stevns Klint, unique cliffs on the UNESCO World Heritage List. Stevns Klint is claimed to be the best place anywhere in the world to view the history of when the dinosaurs and half of Earth’s species were annihilated by an asteroid 66 million years ago. We decided to cycle there and spent the morning seeing the exhibition and the cliffs themselves as well as most of the small church on the edge of the cliffs, part having fallen over in 1928. The museum also had local history items, many from the nineteenth century such as old horse drawn fire brigade appliances, a penny farthing and other early bicycles, various shop interiors and so on.

View of Stevns Klint and Church (as we passed the next morning)

A Church was built too close to the cliffs centuries ago and in 1928 part of it toppled over as did some of the cemetry! But it makes a good place from which to view the cliffs although we also walked down a steep flight of stairs to the beach to experience this little bit of historical evidence from below.

We then cycled a further mile to Stevns Lighthouses. The original one in a low rise building had been replaced in the late nineteenth century by a 72 metre tower which we climbed. There is also a disused (since 2011) coastguard station there. During the Cold war Stevsfort just down the coast was a Danish and NATO monitoring and defence installation with high tech radar and ground to air missiles. The Coastguard station had also monitored the straits observing Warsaw Pact shipping movements. We had a long chat with a volunteer about the coastguard and the changes in recent years in both Denmark and the UK.

Early on Sunday morning, before there was too much wind, we were carefully manoeuvring Whileaway to extricate ourselves from the box mooring in a very tight corner of the harbour. With considerable heaving on lines strategically attached to one of the box posts and careful use of revs (and aided by a light wind) we motored astern and got out without damage.

Even at 0730 on a Sunday morning many other boats were also leaving, aiming to make good use of the sunny but breezy morning. We were soon heading W and then N passing Stevns Klint and the lighthouse close by on a very pleasant reach with the wind generally on our beam. It was over 28nm to Dragor, our next port of call and we sailed right to the port entrance, arriving there at lunch time.

We were calling into Dragor as, at the end of this leg, we had arranged to leave Whileaway there whilst we returned to England for August. Dragor is about 6m S of Copenhagen centre; importantly the airport is between Dragor and Copenhagen. So once we had lunch we sought out the Harbour Master and confirmed that we would be arriving in about 10 days. We also talked to a helpful lady in the information office who identified the stop where we could catch the bus to the airport from and also which service we could use if we wished to get into Copenhagen itself.

We noticed that on this sunny Sunday afternoon Dragor was buzzing with many people, both Danes and tourists. Maybe it was because Dragor describes itself as one of the best preserved maritime towns in Denmark. Yellow washed houses with mostly green windows, doors and fencing with thatched or red tile roofs are closely packed into the narrow cobbled streets of the old town. 

Dragor - cobbled streets, yellow washed houses (some thatched) and hollyhocks!

In the middle ages large herring catches were landed at Dragor and in the 1700s it was home to Denmark's second largest commercial fleet. It has also been the site of Denmark's oldest pilot service for more than 300 years. So it has character!

The next day we motored across the Oresund which separates Denmark and Sweden, first running parallel to and then turning north to pass under Oresund Bridge. Of great interest to us as we have seen it so many times in that Swedish thriller “The Bridge” and indeed some other recent Swedish and Danish television thrillers. 

Past the Oresund Bridge

Our journey was just 12nm, the destination being Malmo, Sweden's third city. There are a number of large and small marinas and we had opted for the one of the newest and smallest, Turbinhamnen, which lies close S of the new “Turning Torso” tower, a prominent part of a twenty-first century development that replaced disused docks and shipbuilding yards. 

Twisted Torso tower

We choose to walk into the city and learnt that it was fairly well spread out! We did eventually find our way past the castle and into the many shopping streets and saw the attractive and busy squares, historic churches and other buildings. We learnt fairly quickly that Swedes are not averse to barging their way through without a hint of apology; and also that their banks do not deal with money. If you need that you have to get it from a cash machine. The latter came to light when we went into a branch of Swedbank to see if we could change some notes which are due to be withdrawn next June. After about five minutes of a seemingly confused conversation with a young member of staff it became clear why they couldn't help; it was because the bank didn't handle cash except that being issued through their cash point! I found this difficult to comprehend and I did say “but you are a bank are you?”. Yes, definitely a bank and they can deal with all kinds of electronic payments (mobile pay using your mobile phone is more noticeable in both Denmark and Sweden than elsewhere) but not receiving or dispensing cash!

A full day in Malmo was sufficient and next morning we cast off heading 20 nm N for the island of Ven which is just inside Swedish waters in the middle of the Oresund. Our Cruising Association sources said that the main harbour can get busy at weekends with rafting up required. But this was Tuesday, albeit very sunny and in the middle of the school holidays. Even so when we arrived at 1300 we were amazed to enter a very congested harbour with boats rafted three or even four out. We decided that this wasn't our cup of tea as if it was busy and congested now it would be worse by late afternoon. So we rapidly left and started heading NE towards the main shipping lanes at the N end of the Oresund and after adjusting our course to avoid a tanker heading S and a container ship N, by 1500 and after 31nm we were moored in the Swedish harbour of Helsingborg. Helsingborg is just over two miles across the Oresund from the city of Helsingore in Denmark. Ferries shuttle backwards and forwards every 15 minutes.

Helsingborg is a modern city but with some medieval buildings and a castle tower. In the morning we went on a walking tour of the city centre helpfully following the leaflet identifying the main buildings and statues of interest. 

Helsingborg street with buildings dating from medieval period onwards

We also found a fishmonger and then an excellent cheese shop where the proprietor talked to us about Swedish cheese and of course insisted we sampled any before we bought. He also talked about English cheeses and we discovered that Stilton was very popular at Christmas with Swedes and he sold a huge quantity of that and Red Leicester. He thought that the English made the best Cheddar cheese so he stocked that all the year round. He sold us award winning Swedish Blue cheese from a local producer and it was very good. He also had some excellent very fresh green olives which again had to be sampled before purchase.

He asked about our plans for the rest of the day and we said that we were thinking of cycling somewhere. He recommended Sofiero about 7km along the coast. This is billed as Sweden's “most beautiful palace and park” originally created in 1865 and open to the public from around 1900 when it ceased to be available to royalty. The gardens and the park were pleasant but we have seen much better elsewhere!

Harbourside art Helsingborg

On Thursday morning we set off after 0900 and before 1000 we were tying up in a box in Helsingore. During the day we explored the city centre – more medieval buildings than across the water – and a much larger town centre. Also a medieval church with cloisters. There were very many Swedish visitors with wheeled suitcases who had come across on the ferry to buy alcohol. Sweden has high taxes on alcohol and most of it is retailed through a state owned company. We had noticed the previous day that all the (limited supply) of beer in a small supermarket in Helsingborg was no higher than 3.3% alcohol!

After lunch in a French bistro (Moule Marinieres – not as salty of course as traditionally) we went to the impressive Kronborg Slot (Castle) which dominates the city and the Oresund. It is famous for being the setting (Elsinore) for Shakespeare's Hamlet of 1602 and so not surprisingly there is an exhibition of famous actors who have played in a production of Hamlet here over the last 100 years. Various players also act out short scenes around the castle courtyard and elsewhere during the summer months. 

Kronborg Slot dominates the harbour and the Oresund

The castle is UNESCO world heritage listed. It is a very substantial building the first parts of which were built in 1420. Apart from various rooms and apartments and the Ballroom (built 1585 the longest in Scandinavia and where banquets apparently consisted of 65 courses) we also visited the Casements, chilly low ceilinged dungeons which stretch under a large area of the castle. These were used as barracks and storage areas, the soldiers being able to stay there and escape any bombardments as well as fire on any attackers. A very interesting tour the only negative part being having to keep out of the way of the jostling Japanese tour groups!

I had read that Gilleleje, about 12nm to the N was an old attractive fishing village gradually expanding to take in more yachts so I thought that worth a visit. However when we arrived about midday on the Friday it was to discover a harbour already very full! The reason became apparent a little while later – it was day one of a two day jazz festival. We rafted up alongside a Swedish boat.

It is certainly true that this is a fishing harbour with probably the biggest fleet that we had seen in a single harbour in Denmark. 

Just a small part of the fishing fleet

There are older thatched buildings and a few attractive streets but the town has quite a lot of modern development. There is a busy shopping street and also many stores, including an excellent fishmonger, around the harbour.

Think that we will stick to the Bromptons on the boat!

As this was also the fourth day of sunshine and the temperature was now in the mid-20s the town and adjacent beaches were very busy. However we were in ringside position to listen to the jazz throughout the evening; and of course we were able to buy smoked fish for our meal.

A sailor on a Swedish yacht next to us asked if we has visited Molle in Sweden. He said that it was worth visiting, a small harbour close to the end of the peninsular north of Malmo. Get there by noon he suggested. It was only about 11nm across the Oresund from Gilleleje and we left around 0830 and for over an hour had a pleasant close reach sail before the wind died. Arriving at the harbour we discovered how small it was but we managed to get alongside the quay. By early afternoon we had four boats rafted outside us as did our only other neighbours on the short quay. Immediately alongside us were a Swedish family who were based in the Archipelago (on the E coast around Stockholm). I had a useful chat with them about when high season was for that area. I had already learnt that schools in Sweden have only limited holidays around Christmas and Easter but that schools are usually closed in June and July. The advice we had from this sailor was that in June as the sea was still a little chilly, the tempo was slow to pick up. July was very busy but in early August it became much quieter and the sea was still warm. So if, as planned, we go that way next year we will be at home in July and away from early August again.. This was the warmest day of our Baltic trip with the temperature around 27C. This is a small village but apparently full of holiday homes. On a sunny Saturday there were plenty of holiday makers around the harbour and on the nearby beaches. 

Molle harbour from the top of the hill

In the afternoon we took the cliff walk alongside the coast which took us through woods, scrubland with sheep and alongside a golf course to the end of the peninsular at Kullaberg where there is also a lighthouse. This whole area from just outside Molle is a nature reserve and thus protected from development, with of course excellent views. Some of the footpath was quite difficult terrain but we felt that the three hour walk was a good workout as well as offering interesting views.

We had advised the boats that tied up outside of us that we wished to leave at 0900 on Sunday morning. So around then boats started slipping their moorings and we were soon underway. It was another sunny morning with blue sky and a flat sea with very little wind so with the other yachts we were motoring S losing about 1 knot to the prevailing current in the Oresund. Our plan was to see if the island of Ven was less crowded than when we called in about 5 days previously but if not to head for the nearby Swedish port of Landskrona. We weren't surprised to find Ven still busy and not being keen on another busy harbour we went on a further 5nm (32nm in all) to Landskrona. This town has some commercial docks as well as the ferry to Ven and is easy to spot as there are half a dozen wind turbines on an island just to the south of the buoyed channel entrance. After a sailing club there is a very small marina (well just three pontoons really) fringed by some new flats on one side and old converted warehouses on the other; and there was plenty of space. 

Whileaway in the harbour at Landskrona

This is clearly a working town but with wide cobbled streets and some impressive historical buildings. But in addition signs of some economic decline with empty shops and areas awaiting redevelopment. In addition there was a fine Citadel which we walked around as well as an artificial beach and areas where people could swim in the sea. We also saw electric trolley buses (the signage claiming that it was running off 100% renewable electricity) and buses that were running, so they said, off biogas.

The Citadel

The following day we motored 15nm across the Oresund to Copenhagen having decided to stay at the sailing club that runs Margretheholm marina. This marina is not in the most attractive location, being close to the major power plant for the city, but it did have a good access, space and, as we were to learn, an interesting walk or cycle into the city.

On the Monday we decided to walk to the city and this gave us the opportunity to see many of the city centre sights. Apart from the extensive waterside these included the new (just opened in 2016) pedestrian/cycle opening bridge Inderhavnsbroen; the picturesque Nyhavn, Hotel d'Angleterre; Parliament; Stock Exchange; Law Courts; Stroget (the main shopping street); the oldest street in Copenhagen; Paper Island with its street food outlets; old military bases now converted to offices or residential; and many canals reminiscent (but on a smaller scale) of Amsterdam! 

Nyhavn

The following day we made use of Copenhagen's excellent cycle paths and went to Christiania (the 1970's created commune on redundant government land); both sides of the main canal; the cycling snake taking you between buildings at a higher level; the Torve Hallerne kbh food market (where we had a very nice lunch); Botanical Gardens; Amalienborgslot (home of the current queen); and the Little Mermaid (of course, but over rated perhaps). Most memorably we visited Vor Frelsers Kirke (Our Saviours Church) built in the seventeenth century and with a striking interior. But more striking was our decision to climb the 95 metre bell tower, 400 steps, the last 150 spiralling up outside the tower giving you about five 360 degree views as you wind your way round. The steps narrow to the point where they disappear at the very top! So there you are, squeezed between the tower and a narrow railing but with sensational views across the city. 

The city from Vor Frelsers Kirke

Unfortunately a German lady half way up the last 150 steps couldn't cope any more and was clinging to the tower with her eyes shut! We did manage to get down again just before noon and the bells and the carillon sprang into life. We have been up quite a few high buildings including other cathedral and church towers, lighthouses etc but none have quite equated to this. 

Close up of Vor Frelsers Kirke spiral tower

 On Wednesday the sky was overcast for our short 8nm journey S along the coast, under the airport flight path returning to the harbour at Dragor. We are leaving the boat here until early September and we found the space that had been reserved for us. At a cost of under £13 per day (usual daily rate around £18) this is good value for money. As a comparison it is a little less than a summer berth on the west coast of France and a lot less than on the south coast of England where it would cost at least £25 - £30 pd (£17 - £20 average cost if you have an annual contract).In addition Dragor is only 15 minutes by bus from Copenhagen Airport from where we fly to Bristol on Friday evening.

Looking back on the last five weeks we have covered just under 400nm, making our total so far this year just over 850nm. From Amsterdam, through the Markermeer and the Ijsselmeer and then the North Holland Canal to Delfzijl. Then out to the German East Frisian Islands, Norderney and Wangerooge, down the River Elbe and then the Kiel Canal and into the Baltic Sea. We visited some German ports, including Fehmarn Island and then our first port of call in Denmark was Bagenkop on the island of Langeland. From there we visited the islands of Aero, Fyn, Agerso, Femo and lastly Sjaelland, including Copenhagen. We have also visited some ports on the Swedish W coast including Malmo. When we return in September we plan to head S again as we will be finishing at Fehmarn where we will be leaving Whileaway for the winter.

Svendborg - Kalvehave (12 July 2016)

The weather forecast for Wednesday 6 July turned out to be as promised with winds freshening overnight and becoming noticeably strong, even deep in the harbour at Svendborg. With a gale warning in force for SW and W Baltic no boats were leaving!

So we headed to get the train for the 45 minute journey to Odense, the main town of the island of Fyn. What was immediately apparent is that there are major infrastructure works in progress. A main road that divided the city centre in two has been closed and along its route major changes are being made. Not surprisingly there is also a knock on effect to other roads and so you do end up regularly skirting construction barriers.

Odense trades heavily on being the birthplace and home town of Hans Christian Andersen and the HCA Quarter (also known as the Historic Quarter) has plenty of old houses, cobbled streets, cafes and shops as well as Hans Christian Andersen Hus! We stumbled on the home and gardens and fortuitously one of three summer daily performances of “21 fairy tales in 21 minutes” was under way so we enjoyed that for a while.

Performance at Hans Christian Andersen Hus

Our next call was at the impressive cathedral where, in the crypt, you can view the bones of King Canute. The Cathedral was built in the 1300's and is named after King Canute who was murdered nearby in 1086. Two other early Kings of Denmark, King Hans and King Christian II are also buried in the Cathedral.

We then spent time and had lunch in the Latin Quarter. This is the heart of the arts and cultural side of the city, including Brandts, once a textile factory with its characteristic industrial yellow brick architecture. We spent a while admiring furniture and interior design objects from Danish and international designers in Lerche Design said to have been voted the world's best “Visual Merchandise” store and the best design shop in Denmark.

Giant deckchairs in the Latin Quarter

Back in Svendborg it was the evening of the European Championships first semi-final with Wales playing Portugal. Fortunately it was being shown on the television in the small harbour information office; unfortunately Wales lost 2-0! But they had achieved more than they ever expected by just being there.

During the night the wind began to subside and on a sunny morning with a F4 W wind forecast we, like many others, slipped the mooring. We followed a small Danish warship heading S down the sound then after a few miles turning W around the island of Thuro and then heading N up the coast of Fyn. Amazingly the wind direction held steady so we sailed on a pleasant beam reach although, as we have come to expect, the wind was stronger than forecast being generally F5 and quite regularly F6. Still it made for good sailing as we sped along at between 6 and over 7kn. We soon covered the 25nm to Nyborg and found space in the Osterhaven (West Harbour) very close to the town centre.

Until 1560 Nyborg was Denmark's first capital and where the first constitution was signed in 1282. Today it is a small town. But it does have a castle (the first mentioned in 1193) with impressive ramparts and a moat and the centre is full of old merchant's houses and other attractive buildings. 

Former Merchant's house, one of the older buildings in Nyborg

Nyborg was previously a busy ferry port but in 1997 an 18km bridge – the Great Belt Bridge – was opened connecting Fyn to the mainland of Denmark. The west section rests on 63 bridge piers and is a combined road and rail bridge; the east a road suspension bridge and here there is also Europe's second longest submerged tunnel 8 km long, 75m under the sea surface. As a sign of the times you pass an old laid up ferry as you enter the harbour. Still good news for leisure craft as we now make use of an area that must have been busy with commercial traffic many years ago. 

We planned to leave promptly on Friday morning but unfortunately a problem with the heads (toilet) sea water supply meant that maintenance work was required. This took longer than expected so we decided to spend time catching up with clothes washing, boat (house) cleaning and other domestic tasks. It also meant that we could see a special evening event in Nyborg. This involved live music, food and drink stalls and general shop openings from 1800 onwards. Unfortunately heavy rain began at around 1600 and continued until a little after 2000 putting a dampener on proceedings. By 2000 we were wet enough so retired to the boat although we could still hear the bands playing.

So it wasn't until the following morning that we slipped our mooring and headed across the Great Belt to the little island of Agerso. We had a pleasant motor sail the wing being mainly behind us and fluctuating from a gentle F3 to gusts of F6. We were slowed a little by having to dodge two ships in the channel just S of the Great Belt Bridge. But after just over three and a half hours and 20nm we easily identified our target by the departure of the ferry and we were soon entering the very small harbour.

Whileaway in the harbour at Agerso

At that time we could easily find ourselves a space alongside the harbour breakwater but as expected for a Saturday in the holiday season by 1700 the harbour was very full.

Agerso village pond

Agerso is only about six miles north to south and two miles at its widest point and we covered the island on our bikes in the afternoon. The oldest farm on the island was established around 1830 and most of the development including houses, church and mill were around 1870-1920 or so. The island now depends on agriculture, fishing and tourists and it has a few camp sites for young and old!
On our ride around we saw quite a coastal area used by birds (heard many skylarks), the old battery built in 1808 during the war with England and the small lighthouse on the southerly tip. As we approached this Andrea said that she could see a lady on the top floor beside the lantern. I could not. There were two doors to the lighthouse, both locked! But as we came away we spotted a lady cleaning the glass around the lantern! So not a ghost after all. This was confirmed when she passed us on her bike as we cycled back to the village!

The ghost in the lighthouse!

It was a busy evening in the harbour with the ferry making a couple of trips, fishing boats departing and late coming sailing boats squeezing themselves in to the most unlikely spaces.

Twilight in the harbour

The following morning the weather was terrible with heavy rain from about 0600. We decided to put up with it at about 1000 and were rewarded with a cracking close hauled sail and even the rain stopped about 1100. So after heading SW for about 20nm we arrived in the tiny harbour on the island of Femo.

Femo cottage - could be in a village in England

Femo is an even smaller island than Agerso so we decided to have a walk and visited one of the two villages and, as it is Sunday, the old church. This revealed that the first church had been established on the island around 1500, the current building is from 1903. Another Danish approach to be mentioned (not unique to Femo, occurred everywhere) is the sale of unwanted possessions at the garden gate. Smaller items are displayed on tables with prices (usually car boot level) and a money box left for people to pay. We noted that this couldn't happen in England as within five minutes the usual suspects would have pinched the box and contents.

Sometimes older and larger items are displayed for sale

We returned to the harbour to find that a few more boats had arrived. But by the end of the day, when the Harbour Master came to collect the dues, the harbour was fairly full with perhaps 15 boats in the outer harbour and 10 visitors in the inner harbour (plus about 15 locals). The ferry arrives three or four times a day and seemed to carry about 10 vehicles maximum plus just a few foot passengers. As we sat on our boat we admired the many swallows constantly swooping over the harbour collecting the many midges and small flies, quite a few disappearing to nests to feed their young.

Swallows taking a brief break on the harbour wall

On Monday morning we set sail with our planned destination being Vordingborg just 22nm miles due E. Fortunately the wind was still coming from the W so we had an excellent down wind sail towards the road and rail bridge that connects the big islands of Sjaelland and Falster. After the bridge we had to cut across some very shallow water in the middle of the channel; and to our surprise (and delight) found that there was a newly created buoyed channel that took us 2nm diagonally across the sand and enabled us to pick up another buoyed channel into the marina at Vordingborg. So for the last 5nm (about an hour) after the bridge the average depth was around 1.5m and it got as low as 0.5m! Fortunately we did have some deeper pools too!
We arrived at Vordingborg, which is a reasonable size marina at about 1400. Despite the early hour the harbour was very full, all the boxes were taken and boats were already rafted out in places. We found an alongside berth right in front of the Clubhouse and were relieved to squeeze in. Vordingborg is clearly a very popular location and when we walked the short distance through the ruined castle walls into town we discovered why it might be crowded. This was the first day of a six day music festival and the town was packed even at 1600 on a Monday afternoon. There were musicians playing in bars and cafes and in the castle grounds work on a big stage was being completed. In addition there were many street vendors in the town and we also noticed some serious looking men pulling a caravan and handing out leaflets from the Folk party. Talking to the Dane who was skippering a boat that rafted up to us later we discovered that these are the Danish version of UKIP with similar views and approach. Like all we have met on this trip he was disappointed, concerned and couldn't understand the Leave vote in the UK referendum!

Street sculpture Vordingborg

Vordingborg's historic claim to fame is that of being the residence and  power base of Vlademar I (Vlademar the Great) famed for reuniting the Danish Kingdom in 1157 after a period of civil war. Also notable is the Church, Vor frue Kirke, dating from the mid-fifteenth century with elegant frescoes and a wonderfully carved baroque altarpiece created in 1642.

Vor frue Kirk

Although the marina is more than half a mile from the castle grounds we could enjoy the live music until well into the night!
So one night was enough and the next day we set off on a short journey W through the sound, gently runing before the wind whilst carefully following the many cardinals and buoys to stay in a channel in some shallow areas. After 12nm we passed under the bridge linking Sjaelland and Mon and turned immediately to port to the harbour at the village of Kalvehave. On our way in the small ferry across the sound (might take two cars) passed us. We had a pleasant afternoon walk along the coast footpath and then through unmetalled roads with small one storey houses on spacious heavily landscaped plots.

Small harbour and village of Kalvehave

It was also a sunny afternoon and evening so perhaps the weather is set to improve as we head N over the coming days?

Burgtiefe - Svendborg, Denmark (5 July 2016)

We returned to Fehmarn Island on Monday 27 June. Our journey from the UK started with concern as our first train (First Great Western) was running 10 minutes late thus risking our connection at Salisbury. As it happened we made it only to join a train packed with muddy Glastonbury campers heading home, most of them asleep! The journey involved taxi from home to Warminster; train to Salisbury then train to Woking; minicab to Heathrow T5; Flight to Hamburg; S Bahn train to Hamburg hbf (central station); ICE train to Puttgarden; local train to Berg; taxi to Bergtriefe Marina. Left home 0840, arrived 2000LT (1900 BST), so just over 10 hours.
Tuesday was spent on shopping for stores and readying the boat together with a walk around the nearby beach.
The weather forecast for Wednesday was for a fresh breeze from the SW but some likelihood of rain overnight and into the morning. We resolved to make a prompt 0800 start but at that time the sky was universally black or dark grey and rain was coming down in stair rods with consequent poor visibility, so we decided to postpone for a while. It took until 0930 for the rain to ease but we slipped the mooring to head into what was then a strong S wind. Initially we had to motor about 3nm south but we could then turn to starboard to pick up the buoys that mark the channel that takes you through shallow water and under the road and rail bridge that links Fehmarn island to the mainland. By then the wind had turned more W but we were motor sailing. Once we had passed the shallows off the SE side of Fehmarn Island and were turning on to a NW course we unrolled the genoa and turned off the engine to begin a pleasant few hours sailing at 5-6kn towards the Danish islands. By mid afternoon we had sunshine and could see the S coast of Langeland and we began heading in a more N direction standing off but in parallel to the coast. At this stage the wind picked up becoming a NW F6 with gusts to 30kn making the sea lively, so it was pleasing that about 7 hours and 35nm after slipping our mooring we were mooring in the harbour at Bagenkop, our first port of call in Denmark.

Bagenkop harbour, Whileaway in the foreground.

Bagenkop is a traditional fishing village with ship support facilities. As fishing has reduced in scale leisure activities, mainly camping and holiday homes, have increased. We were immediately impressed by the smartly uniformed Harbour Master (complete with peaked cap) who came round in the early evening to collect the dues!
The following day, again one with grey clouds and a strong wind in the morning, we cycled round the village, inspecting the church with its model ships hanging from the ceiling and then buying some locally caught fish from the fishmonger. After that we headed into the open country towards the southern tip of the island. This part of Langeland has a unique landscape with many small round shaped hills created during the last ice age. There are some large tracts of open country and for many years wild Exmoor ponies have been allowed to roam as they do a great job of maintaining the natural landscape and are very hardy able to stand the cold and snowy winters. We were lucky enough to come across a big herd, including young foals, and they were confident enough not to be spooked as a few other visitors and ourselves came within about 4m of them.

Exmoor ponies on Langeland

The outlook for Friday was not good as the wind was forecast to be at the top end of F5 and close to our heading. But we had less than 10nm to go so we set off around 0930 for Marstal on the nearby island of Aero. It was not a pleasant trip as not only was the wind constantly towards the top of F6, but also a big sea had been set up and it was right on our beam causing the boat to roll strongly from time to time. However in just under 2 hours we were following the narrow channel towards the harbour and then tieing up within another of those perishing boxes! Aero is in the South Funen Archipelago and is just served by ferries as there is no bridge. It is about 30km long and 9km at its widest point and has a population of over 6,000. It is said to be one of the prettiest islands in Denmark. There are three towns and Marstal is the most southerly.Marstal is the largest town and has a long maritime history which is evident everywhere. It still has a small commercial dockyard and floating dry dock for repairs as well as a nautical school where navigators are taught. The town itself has narrow alleys and passageways and quite a collection of shops.

Impressive merchants buildings and cobbled streets

That evening we ate out at a small simple restaurant next to the marina. It was busy and after a while we were asked (as others had been) whether we would share our four place table with another couple. This turned out to be Jurgen and Monika, a sailing couple from North Germany, who spoke excellent English so we had a very interesting discussion with them about the disastrous referendum result and why this problem had arisen! Not surprisingly I think that they are bewildered by the logic of the decision but also mystified by the assumption that the EU will want to create a generous trading arrangement for the UK!
One excellent service on Aero is an hourly free bus service that links the three towns. So on Saturday morning we "sailed" the bus to the northern town of Soby. There some sort of local event was taking place, involving men jousting with lightweight poles whilst balancing on a couple of telegraph poles above the harbour. Needless to say there were plenty of splashes!

Traditional challenge in Soby!

 The town is small but attractive. We then took the bus back, stopping off for a few hours at Aeroskobing which is half way up the northern coast. Aeroskobing is described as probably the most well preserved Danish town of the eighteenth century although it dates back to the middle ages.

Looking towards the harbour in Aeroskobing

Aeroskobing has cobbled streets, beautiful flowers (plenty of hollyhocks) and many small well preserved houses with some interesting details and curiosities! It is recognised as a site of national significance but not with standing that it seems to be lively and interesting.

Old house and newer three wheeler run about!

Returning to Marstal we met Jurgen and Monika again, looked over their lovely seventy year old restored yacht and chewed over politics and sailing over a beer!

Through Saturday/Sunday night it seemed to rain continuously but amazingly about 0900 it stopped and we prepared to slip our mooring. I checked the weather forecasts from two sources. They gave similar but not identical results with SW wind speeds of around 8-9 metres per second (the common unit in the Baltic). That equated to Beaufort Force 5, so an assumption that we might get gusts to F6. Our passage was going to be about 25nm W to Faaborg on the island of Fyn. For about the first hour and a half this involved following buoyed channels that kept us in water with a minimum depth of 2.5-3m (we need 1.4m absolute minimum). After that 90 minutes we then had about two and a half hours in deep water (up to around 30m) before approaching Fyn between the islands of Avernako and Lyo and then Knoldon and Bjorno. This again involved careful navigation as we skirted areas of shallow water and isolated rocks.

Our departure started well enough with a pleasant F4 W breeze but as our journey progressed this increased to F5, then F6 (11-14 m/s) with gusts to F7 (15m/s, 33kn). We could see big storm clouds around us and the wind also became more W so we were motor sailing just off the wind at times. I did head further W than planned trying to seek some shelter from the NW part of the island of Aero and when the wind was over 30kn and still climbing I did discuss with Andrea seeking refuge in the harbour at Soby that we had visited the day before. But we decided to carry on and the wind began to abate and towards the end of the passage we did get shelter from the islands as we passed them. But this was the third consecutive passage where we have had winds of F4-5 forecast and F5-6-7 delivered so we will be even more cautious about the forecasts in the coming weeks!

We found plenty of space in the town harbour at Faaborg and picked a box next to a Danish couple. As the afternoon wore on the sun came out and the wind dropped. The next day gradually became warm and sunny too so we had plenty of opportunity to explore an interesting small town. It retains its maritime heritage with a few fishing boats, ferries to smaller islands, ship repair and servicing facilities and visiting historic sailing ships carrying small numbers of cruising enthusiasts (about 20 people is typical). Just along from the harbour front is  a new harbour bath; this has a new wooden pier and harbour staircase enabling people to easily take a swim in the Baltic sea.

The pool at Faaborg

The town itself has many cobbled streets and attractive medieval and later merchants houses with an attractive central square and one town gate from the middle ages. We particularly enjoyed climbing the recently restored bell tower of the Holy Spirit Church, the only part remaining from the original 1450 building.

From the bell tower

In the evening we ate at the cafe on the harbour side which has its own fish smokery (we also ate at a similar establishment in Aeroskorbing - who says that you can have too much of a good thing?). The fish of your choice is served with a traditional Danish potato salad. We also had some prawns (apparently called shrimps in Danish) smoked with garlic and some without. 

One thing that we have noticed is that food and other costs in Denmark are noticeably more than at home and in Germany and the Netherlands. With the collapse of the £ caused by the Brexit vote costs may be 20-30% higher, probably a more reasonable 10-20% higher pre-Brexit vote. One factor is that Danes are paid noticeably higher wages, especially at the lower end of the scale and this rightly feeds through to costs. They also pay higher taxes but, as we have been reading in a book "A Year of Living Danishly" they get higher quality health and social support plus a much better standard of living in return. It is not surprising that polls show Danes at or near the top of polls for the happiest and most contented peoples in the world.

Overnight and Monday morning bought the forecast lighter winds but a leaden sky. So at 0900 we slipped the mooring to head 16nm west to Svendborg, also on Fyn island. As we left the harbour a British yacht arrived - just the second that we had seen in our five days in this part of Denmark. An uneventful passage passing between islands and under a 33m high road bridge led us to the very busy commercial harbour in the centre of the town. It soon began to rain heavily and with a forecast of a gale overnight and into the next day we committed to staying two nights. Between the spells of heavy rain we walked around the large shopping centre, a mixture of old and new, more workmanlike than traditional.

Old house - ill fitting windows and doors!

For tomorrow we have established that we can take the train to Odense, one of the largest cities in Denmark and the home of Hans Christian Andersen and plenty more besides.