Gribskov

I weekenden har jeg været i Valby. Helt oppe i Nordsjælland, ude i en skov, på weekend-lejr med min kirke. Fantastisk weekend!
Nu er jeg jo skruet ret selvstændigt sammen, så selv om jeg ikke har bil, kan jeg godt lide nogenlunde selv at kunne kontrollere, hvornår jeg kommer og går i stedet for at skulle hentes på station 4 eller 6 km væk (de to nærmeste). Derfor plejer min cykel at komme med toget, så jeg cykler de 4 km fra stationen.

This weekend I've been in Valby. Way up in Northern Sealand, out in a wood, on weekend-camp with my church. Amazing weekend! 
Since I happen to be a pretty independent person, I really like making my own choices when to arrive and leave, even though I don't have a car. I prefer not to have anyone pick me up or driving me to the nearest stations that are located 4 and 6 kilometers away, respectively. So usually my bike rides the train with me, and I go the 4 kilometers from the station on my bike.

Da jeg så skulle hjem i dag, og vejret var fantastisk, var der et dilemma. Jeg kunne cykle til stationen og komme hurtigere hjem, eller jeg kunne cykle de 20 km til Hillerød og nyde skoven og naturen.
Egentlig var det ikke svært, for de sidste par år har jeg drømt om at få brugt nogle dage på at cykle i Gribskov, men aldrig taget mig sammen til det.... Nu havde jeg jo chancen!
Jeg er vokset op lige ved siden af Gribskov, og jeg må nok sige, at jeg siden har haft svært ved at finde en skov, der når den til sokkeholderne. Gribskov er bare RIGTIG! Stor, så man kan fare vild og blive væk. Stor, så man ikke hører omverdenens trafik (andet end toget, der tuder på vej gennem skoven). Alligevel lys og venlig. Overhovedet ikke som Robin Hoods Sherwood-skov, men fyldt med bøgetræer, birketræer og grantræer.

When I was going home today, and the weather was amazing, I faced a dilemma. I could bike to the station and get home fast, or I could bike the 20 kilometers to Hillerød and enjoy the forest and nature.
It wasn't really that hard, since I've been longing for the past few years to spend a day or two going on bike through Gribskov, but just never got around to doing it..... Now was my chance!
I grew up right next to Gribskov, and I must admit that ever since I've had a hard time finding another forest just remotely similar to the greatness of this forest. Gribskov is JUST RIGHT! Huge enough to let you get lost. So big that you can't hear any traffic (apart from the train's horn when it runs through the forest). Still airy and light. Not at all like Robin Hood's Sherwood forest, but filled with beech, birch and fir trees.

Min kære "citymaps2go" havde glimrende oversigt over alle stierne, selv om nogle af dem godt nok var liiiiidt smalle ude i virkeligheden....... Jeg for ihvertfald ikke vild, men cyklede op og ned ad bakker i det dejlige vejr. Hver eneste gang jeg mødte nogen, kørte jeg sjovt nok den gale vej og måtte vende om 200 meter længere fremme. Lidt pinligt!
Jeg kom også forbi Gribsø. Kørte rundt om halvdelen. Engang skulle jeg måske kigge nærmere på den?

My wonderful "citymaps2go" had an excellent overview of all the forest roads and paths, although some of them were seriously small out in the real life...... I didn't loose my way, but rode on my bike up and down the hills in the wonderful weather. Every time I met some people, I seemed to be going the wrong way and had to turn around and go back after 200 meters. A bit embarrassing!
I also passed Gribsø (the lake). Rode around half of it. Some time I ought to take a closer look at it?

Turen bragte mig også forbi det hus, hvor jeg voksede op helt oppe mellem Helsinge og Græsted. Mærkeligt, så lille vejen så ud!
Det var en skøn tur, må jeg sige, og jeg er glad for, at jeg valgte den lange cykeltur. Jeg må gøre det igen!

The trip also took me to pass the house where I grew up. Way out in the middle of nowhere. It was very strange, how tiny the road looked!
It was a wonderful trip, and I'm really happy I chose the long bike ride. I have to do it again!