Listed Havn to Dines Lille Maritime Café – 3rd May 2025
A fresh wind today, a hint of what this place might be like in winter, but things improved in the afternoon with a bit of sunshine. I’d forgotten the difference not climbing and descending all day can make. The miles covered are the miles covered. Nothing additional hidden from the Apps GPS by the gradient and thus, apart form the normal tough times I get on every trip, I’m feeling pretty good.
Leaving Listed Havn and that square building is the goldsmith’s. with his very expensive coffee.A lovely little bay or Bugt, 1/2 mile away.The red tiled roofs on the far point is Gudhjem and hopefully some lunch,All over the UK are signs on the trails, ‘Close the Gate’ etc. sometimes with large metal bars and springs to keep the animals in or out. The Danish solution is to set all the gates at an angle so that they always fall shut. Love it.The standing stone religion was here as everywhere in Europe.Did they bridge the river or was it done by tractor and therefore modern.Defo a bit brighter and I like this sparse forest bit right by the sea.Watch out for the ‘freerange hens.’ Høns is nicer.The tiny house – though I suspect beach house – of the famous Danish dancer, Ellen Price, the model for the little mermaid in Copenhagan.Someone’s been in raiding the Christmas tree farm.The view back to Listed Havn and it looks like rain.The bay at Melsted.It says something that the ducks still breed in this bay obviously used by holidaying humans.Gudhjem approaching and lunch?The red roofs of Allinge for lunch tomorrow. Missed out today. All that was available was a fish buffet that was packed with locals.More of the stones – I’ve spouted my theory of their origin before – a farmer’s field etc. But you can imagine their priests like the dark age Irish Christian missonaries, fervently and fanatic in their proselytizing to destroy the old religons – whatever they may have been – and to bring the new, the only, the real way to worship, unnecessarilyto the people.A few last miles through this newish looking, dappled with light, forest.The mermaid guarding the entrance to the café. Looks a bit pregnant or is she just representative? Perhaps a Belfast girl on the ropes after a fancy dress party offered up too many shots of Jagermeister.
Enjoyed today, apart from twenty mins or so when the blues hit. The rain stayed away and the wind died off and the sun shone through the forest and sparkled off the sea.
