The long hot summer is well and truly over. Melodrama is making her way along the Danish coast, harbour hopping towards Augustenborg in Southern Denmark.
These Danish harbours are great. It’s obvious they are old fishing ports, some still active, others now tourist spots. They provide great shelter, and all have shower blocks, and a fish shop.
The Danes arrive around midday for a fishy smørrebrød lunch and a beer outside on the quay, buy some fresh fish to take home, and potter about looking at the boats. There are worse ways to spend the day!
We moored next to a hut where an ex-English teacher and his son made wooden spoons, and a few other turned wood items. Our chat turned to the Pope’s visit to Ireland. Were we Irish Catholics he asked, and when we replied, and asked him his religion, he said ‘Viking, of course’, with a twinkle in his eye.