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Monday, 4 January 2016

Farewell to Sweden, hello Denmark.

We had come to the end of our journey through Sweden. We had decided on visiting  Ale's Stones at Kåsehuvud, high above the tiny fishing harbour of Kåseberga. A piercing ice cold wind greeted us, like pins hitting the face, it had not been the best of days for a visit. Scarfs wrapped around our faces, offering a little relief from the cold, we had joined the few stalwart visitors trekking upwards along the cliff. Strands of Eider ducks, flying below us, still passing North, ever following the coast,
 to their nesting habitats, Hooded crows blew past on the wind,
like tattered black paper!  


Ale’s Stones (Ales stenar) in Swedish, is the site of Sweden’s largest stone ship a mass of 59 huge boulders, 1.8 tonnes each in weight and forming the shape of a ship some 67 metres long and 19 metres wide.


Looking towards the bow of this ship of stones and the Baltic sea. Mentioned in land reports, as early as 1515 and drawn on costal charts as a bearing from 1684. Plainly a landmark even back then.
Charcoal found around the ship has been dated, this has given a clue as to when it was erected, probably around 1400 years ago, at the end of the Nordic Iron age.


A Hooded crow attempting to fly.


Spring had been approaching wild flowers enjoyed sheltered positions and dappled sunlight along the coastal path. Although it had not felt like it!


Coltsfoot peeping through.


Further along the coast Greylag Geese head North.


The Tufted duck rested awhile, but then they were off again!



Goldeneye ducks passed over, everybody was heading North, whilst we were going South again.


The last night stop in Sweden, Skanör Falsterbo.


The Øresund Bridge  linking Sweden to Denmark, just visible across the sea. We returned over it the following morning.


A welcome sight as we walked around the small harbour, a Velvet Scooter.


We had seen thousands of Eider ducks on this journey, they are just so photogenic!


At Odense in Denmark we turned South, heading out across Fyn and on to the Island of Langeland.It sits between the Great Belt, Denmark's largest strait connecting to the Batic sea and the bay of Keil.


By mid afternoon we were looking out over the splendid Tranekær Slot, a Royal residence on Langeland since1231.


Growing on a roadside, Butterbur, also known as bog Rhubarb or Devil’s hat.


Driving to our night stop along the coast at Emmerbølle Strand we watched this male Marsh Harrier skimming the reeds, whilst hunting for prey.
The following day we visited the nature reserve at Botofte, close to Tranekær Slot.


Sadly the weather turned bad during the night and the morning had bought more heavy rain. The first sighting at the reserve was a beautiful Red Necked Grebe.


Later still in awful weather we were able to watch three pairs of the Red Necked Grebes building their nests.


We left the Grebe’s with their nest building, in search of better weather.


The small fishing harbour of Klintholm Havn, on Denmarks South coast of Møn. The harbour was constructed in 1878 by the owner of the nearby Klintholme estate and used for exporting the local chalk.


Taking a walk along the wild beach, which we had all to ourselves, we were lucky to see three Roe deer. The reeds telling the time of day, as the sun starts to set.


The sun setting over the Møns coast line.


Two Shelduck fly along the coast as we did the next morning, passing into Germany.

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