Final images from the Denmark trip. These were also taken at Skagen on the northern tip of the country, most of them just after sunrise.




This one was taken in the few moments before the sun broke the surface of the water.






The fireball sun illuminating a westward flight path.

Some more scenes from Skagen, the northern tip of Denmark, just after sunrise. There will be some more images from pre-sunrise to follow later on.


The country tapers off into a rounded point as the two seas on either side fold together. On the horizon you can see a line of ships headed north to Sweden and beyond.

A few days ago, I mentioned these structures on the beach in Skagen which looked like forts, but had no holes or spaces for entering into or shooting out from. It turns out this was actually one of many former Nazi fortifications strung all along the coast of northern Europe, which have been completely sealed up and left to slowly crumble. There were a lot more of them around Skagen, but I only spotted a few in my galavant.

Mystery solved by my parents, who found and sent a link to an interesting site about the "Atlantic Wall". The site's creators actually managed to get inside one of the bunkers I saw. It would have been great to get in there and poke around.

I stayed at a bed and breakfast at a farm near Blaere, Denmark. The husband and wife have a few dozen heads of cattle which they milk each night in a building guarded by cats (not pictured).


Old mural painted on the side of a general store in Blaere, Denmark.


Phone booth in Copenhagen. I think they meant Great Void instead of Grape Void, but I think they deserve some credit anyway for tagging in a non-native language.

Denmark is a place where things grow in nature. Consider the evidence:


Some nice-looking but untasted berries growing on the university campus in Aarhus.


A small feather caught on a faint web near the fjord in the photograph below.


Fjordfront property.


It kind of looks like I was pasted in here, but I remember this place. I stood in it for a long time.

Aarhus, Denmark.

On my bike trek through parts of the Danish countryside, there were lots of great structures. Here are some of them.


Out of service car wash at a closed gas station in Norager, Denmark.



These bus stops were in two different towns, possibly suggesting that in a country so (wonderfully) devoted to bicycle culture, taking a public bus is such a wild and futuristic prospect that one can only gear up for the experience by waiting in a spacepod.


I noticed this building because of its rigid symmetry, but pulled in off the road because it looked like such a hardfighting survivor against a perfect blue sky. Also it was old and creepy, and I like that. A door around the side had an Open sign in the window, so I followed the directions and took a few steps inside. There was no light except that coming through the window. For the most part it looked like an abandoned industrial building, mostly dusty floors with old machines and machine parts, and rolls (bales?) of old carpeting and insulation. My Hello? went unanswered, as did my brisk shuffle out.


And here are some pictures of my bike in several places, as proof that I actually rode it from one place to another. Well, it proves that the bike was in one place and then another, but hopefully you'll trust me.


It's small, but there. The dunes in Skagen (the northern tip of Denmark, my final destination) just before sunrise.


One of a few odd old concrete structures on the beach in Skagen, just after sunrise. These structures would have been difficult to climb atop, but also would not have made very good forts. There was no explanation of their origin.





This one is not my bike, but isn't this great? Even the Danish have hope for us.

I accidentally took a 30 second exposure with flash of my room, and kind of liked how it turned out. The hanging microphone on the left is a lamp I made.