I had hoped to get to Grenaa and jump the night ferry to Sweden today but it was not to be. Once again I had the perplexing choice of ‘main’ road or bike route. I tried the main roads a few times but it’s simply not enjoyable. So once again I’m at a campsite listening to the unceasing wind in the trees and 40ks from Genna by bike but 23 by car…..

I managed to start the day’s ride late thru the simple act of losing my glasses. Of course I only discovered them missing when I was getting on my bike, ready to roll with everything packed and strapped. So after one hour of unpacking etc’ I gave up and went on my way. At least I had my sunglasses.

Anyway the country for the most part was lovely, rolling woodlands amid the fields of grain.

And the occasional lake.

Oh, when I unpacked my tent, gues what was hiding there? My glasses, who clearly felt the need for extra sleep and quiet time for the day.