It was shorts weather yesterday, with totally clear skies, so we packed up and headed out to camp at a spot I'd been looking forward to for my entire trip. A little ways out of town is a 5600 year old burial site out in a forest, in which camping is allowed anywhere, bordered by farmland and water.
We left at about 8 and rode out there, racing the dark on deserted roads and gravel pathways, through the usual amazing Danish scenery. It was a really great ride, with low sun, long shadows, and continuous diving in and out of various wooded areas.
In the morning, we took the longer way home - which involved some trail riding, a ferry, and endless yellow fields. A good ride. Country bikes!
A bunch of photos from my phone:
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| Heading out. Long shadows. |
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| Self portrait. |
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| Met some cats. |
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| Real old. |
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| Peter's new seat bag. Dry bag toe strapped to the saddle loops. |
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| Carradice seat bag and tent up front. |
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| Breakfast stop. |
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| Pretty quaint. |
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| Waiting for the ferry. |