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Take a memorable trip to Denmark

From Here to There column
By: Sue Clark, Special to the News Messenger
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One of the few places I have not traveled to is Scandinavia. However, there are times when I feel I’ve been there when I read one of the many articles my good friend, Nell Raun-Linde, writes about her husband’s native Denmark. Her latest travel article is titled, “A Trek To The Top OF Denmark,” which you can read in its entirety at travelthruhistory.com. I’d like to share part of her February 2009 travel article with you in this column. I hope you’ll want to visit the top of Denmark after you read it. “Two seas meet with a vengeance at the northern tip of Denmark’s Jutland Peninsula. As the Skagerrak Sea roars in from the west and the Kattegat from the east, they crash and spout and foam. As soon as they start to recede, sightseers rush onto the wet sand bar to stand with a foot in each sea. “The Top of Denmark, that’s where we’ll go,” my long-time Danish friend, Else, said (when my daughter and I visited). “We landed in Copenhagen, stopped for a visit in south Jutland and then headed north. We were ready to explore the seaside towns and beaches in the ‘Land of Light’ where 19th-century artists found inspiration in the fresh, bright, clear air. “We drove north on a small highway through forests, past a free-range pig farm and sand dunes anchored with heather. First stop: the must-see town of Skagen (Skane), where maritime history mixes with art.” Nell, her daughter and Else visited the art museum in Skagen where they found art by students from the Royal Danish Academy of Fine Arts in Copenhagen. Paintings by Anna Archer were featured but Nell said that Anna could not attend the academy for “The Academy did not admit women because men and women were not allowed to be taught together. “... From the museum, we moseyed past artists’ houses to Broundum’s Hotel for a dessert ‘lunch.’ ... Tables filled the garden surrounding the white, lathe gazebo at the far edge of the lawn. A young waiter in a starched white coat and white gloves came to take our order. We ordered the same: Lagkage, the layer cake with a bit of almond paste on the bottom layer, a bit of jam and custard on other layers, then all stuffed and frosted with rich, butter-yellow whipped cream. Big, red, fresh strawberries topped it all. Else said I must try the hot chocolade. It came with a bowl of the same buttery whipped cream. Oh, my! “To walk off some calories, we strolled through Skagen’s historic district, stopping at shops and the Ancher House Museum. “. . .Then we climbed in our rented Volvo to drive a few kilometers to Grenen, the small town perched on the northernmost tip of Denmark, a small finger of land where the two seas meet. “We caught the last Sandormen, a sand tractor, for 10 minutes and 20 kroner ($4) ... [we] bumped through the dunes and shore to the edge of the . . . Kattegat Sea. Everyone hopped out, headed for the shore where the waves of the meeting seas foamed The outgoing tide parted the seas and the crowd rushed through, laughing and squishing across the wet sand. Then, in only minutes, the seas joined together again. Signs warn: ‘Often angry seas; bathing prohibited; ferocious tidal currents.’ What a wild, edge-of-the-world is this Grenen. “. . . Art, food and the sea – what a winning combination.” Sue Clark teaches poetry and fiction writing classes in Lincoln.