Saturday August 6, Forslov

Spot Ruakiwi in the distance...a long walk home!

 And happy birthday to Daughter in law, Nicky and good friend in Germany, “Princess Conny”. Have had a celebratory drink for you tonight!!!

Had a very quiet night in the middle of town, and were a bit sluggish getting going this morning after a few calls back home then sitting down over the map working out which route we would take out to the coast. This morning I took a photo of a fence surrounding a nearby historic village, we have seen these sorts of fences all over rural Sweden. Seem to be popular as they use up the many self seeded trees that sprout throughout the forests like “hairs on a dogs back” as Ian would say! Popped down to the local Lidl store before we left then it was onto HW 26 south. The weather was once again rather interesting with quite a bit of wind shaking us around a bit, some sunshine then some rain and only got to 18 degrees. Took a slightly busier road which turned out to be less interesting than yesterdays drive on lesser roads. A stop on the highway for a lunch break then continued on and joined the E6 down the coast.

Planning to take the short ferry trip tomorrow from Helsingborg across to Helsingor in Denmark. Found a camping place here in Forslov, half an hour from the ferry,  that looked to be very good and it has proved to be one of the best. It is on a farm, above a small village with views across the fields and the coast in the distance with no facilities except parking in a mown paddock, all that we need and only NZ$7 a night. The farm owner has a motorhome and he knows what people want. There is an honesty box at the entrance where you put your cash in with a note of your number plate, perfect. I wonder why more people in NZ don’t offer this service. Tonight, there are 7 motorhomes here, it is on Park4Night.

We arrived mid afternoon and after a wee “rest” we put our shoes on and walked down to the really nice village. Turned out to be a bit longer than we expected after a few wrong turns, and an hour and a half later we walked slowly back up the hill! Sat outside enjoying the sunshine and chatting with our German neighbours and their two sons. 

So typical of rural fences in Sweden.

 

Tonight's view

An unloved trike.

A rather old thatch roof home.

The town church dates from 1775.

Happy birthday Nicky and Conny!