I met Anders on the Queen Charlotte track New Zealand and we spent nearly three weeks together, mostly walking the tracks of the South Island, but also Glacier Hikes and Rock Climbing. Anders grew up in Struer Denmark and due to it being the summer before going on to University he was at home working for the summer. I managed to be around for the one weekend he took off from work for most of the summer! It was fantastic to see him again, talked endlessly about our adventures in NZ and planned another visit before I'm 35, to walk the tracks that we missed, Kepler and Milford Sound.
Anders introduced me to one of his best friends from home Ole, and on the Friday that Anders had to work Ole introduced me to a new sport, golf. I only lost two balls on my first round. I wasn't much good but not too bad either, a bit more practice and I could probably do alright. Tennis is a game I had always thought that I wasn't too bad at, but after not playing for seven years I discovered that I was absolutely terrible, hopeless serving and lack of control
Robin, Freddie, Joe who we talked about and missed on our reunion.
meant that I lost to Kim (another of the friends of Anders) without gaining a point.
In the afternoon we headed off to Sondvig on the west coast to pick up Ole's girlfriend Trina and visit the sand sculptures. The sand sculptures were really impressive, some people clearly have too much creative energy and too much time down the beach.
We drank in the Happy Penguin - Den Glade Pengvin until late and I was taught handy Danish phrases - real handy for upsetting people 😉
The next day was another new sport! Windsurfing. This I enjoyed much more than golf! I spent most of the first hour in the water, on the board lift the sail, fall in the water, repeat. By the end though I actually surfed a couple of hundred meters... I can see the attraction of the sport, once getting the hang of it probably more consistently enjoyable than wave surfing. More time spent actually moving than paddling out to catch the next wave or waiting for the right one.
Saturday evening - Big BBQ out in the countryside with more of Ander's friends. Anders friends were a really good bunch, swapped
drinking games and ate the best BBQ'd steak I have ever had. Went into Struer to Denmark's smallest Buddy Holly and headed home at around 4am. Having really hard time explaining to the Danes that in England the pubs shut at 11pm and only a few go on till two. They ask me why and I say... the war, it's been over 50 years, when is Britain going to get into line with the rest of the western world and get over it?
Spent Sunday recovering and chatting - Robin if you ever read this! We sent you an email and missed having you about (I figure your email must have changed).
Monday - left Struer and headed down to Roskilde.
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