Denmark and Sweden

Bad Sereburg, Germany

Autumnal roadworks along the 308+ km trip to Nyborg made Lloydy tense so regular stops chomping local worst with shrimp and pickle relish helped in Flensborg salve his nerves. 

Air temperature dropped crossing  ‘border’ to Denmark.  Time to crank out the winter-weight body-warmers.   

Proper wild camped in a rest-stop 400m from the A7 overlooking the Nyborg toll bridge (26km long + €44).  A long night as refrigeration trucks pulled into trucking bays then cranked up compressors.  Morning broke then we noticed fellow motor-homies parked in little recess well away from the trucks.  Lesson learned.

Powered our way to Copenhagen.  Sat Nav couldn’t find the campsite.  Tried Copenhagen, no luck.  Local spelling derivative and an unusual alphabet – the ‘o’ ain’t what it looks like.  100 km from target, cracked the code with the single letter ‘K’.  Applied same logic for campsite – voila!  Pulled up at supposed site and … it closed 31 August.  Lesson of day – read guide properly.  Undeterred we pulled on walking boots and struck out for the afternoon. 

Armed with SatNav and guides we headed into town.  First stop the Skt. Jergeson Canal on the outskirt of the metropolis.  Cycleways dominate the city and road crossing is an artform – dodge cyclist from right, cross road, dodge cyclist from left then get back on footpath.  We travelled the 5km of canal to our destination – the little mermaid (gifted to the city in 1904).  

She’s not NZ’s Pania but a beauty she is.  Reserves replenished by hot sugar coated almonds (22kr) then wandered through the historic Kastellet.  


Lloydy even had time to be shot out of a cannon.

The Cobenhaven harbourside is dotted with a mixture of modern and historic boats.  We wandered around savouring the different sights.  Denmark has a zero alcohol driving limit so the Lloydy’s stuck to sampling coffee around the city.

The harbourside is dotted with a mixture of modern and historic boats.  We wandered around savouring the different sights.  

Denmark has a zero alcohol driving limit so the Lloydy’s stuck to sampling coffee around the city.

4pmish turned the SatNav on to walk mode and tried to get back to Cally.  All was going well until we took what I thought (Mrs) was the right direction and had 1500m added to our destination.  Anyone want to buy a second-hand SN unit?

Battling with peak hour traffic, we headed north across the toll bridge to Malmo (€43) to Varberg in Sweden, 220kms north.