Okay, finally I am done with the pictures from the TMU field trip to Mols Bjerge. The Mols Mountains. I was wondering if I should post all 36 of them here in the blog, but I figured I wouldn’t torture you all like that. Instead I made an album. So if you want to have a look at them all then go there. In the meantime I’ll post a select few shots with commentaries.
First of all I should point out that even though it’s called “Mols Mountains” it’s more like “Moll Hills”. They don’t really qualify as mountains haha. But Denmark is a very flat country so I guess we are easily impressed. Anyway, there is a wiki entry about Mols if you want to know more.
Look at those giant mountains! Hehe. It’s a nice landscape out there though.
That’s our bus. It was a bit old and rickety, although it looks fine from the outside there. It was a little nerve wracking some times when we were driving on narrow dirt roads. And at one point we suddenly had a giant truck behind us on a road too narrow for overtaking and I started thinking that we’d have like a Duel situation, that the truck would start ramming us off the road. Luckily that didn’t happen.
Walking upwards. We didn’t actually do that much walking. We just found a nice spot where our guide then sat us down and started talking.
There he is. He is illustrating the length of the different iceage periods on that ruler. He was a real cool guy. You could tell he was really into the stuff he was talking about. He knew a lot about how the landscape had been formed by the iceages (and the people). And he had props, sand and rocks and maps. It was quite good actually. I am fascinated by the idea that Denmark has been covered by ice. As a kid I always liked to try and imagine how the place where I was standing would have been in the past. How it would have changed. Imagined Denmark covered in forest. In ice. In dinosaurs (I was a kid, a forest of T-Rexes was awesome to me).
Not everyone was that interested, though!
You might remember that I talked about photography week. This trip was supposed to be part of that. But the photographer didn’t turn up this time either, so no photography week. TMU’s cameras were still brought on the trip, though. So I wasn’t the only one taking pictures.
I think that’s Majbritt. I really should learn everybody’s names, eh?
That’s Paw. One of the teachers. He is into photography too. They have a subscription to a magazine about digital photography at TMU. Peter, the boss, came and gave it to me. Figured that I might be interested in it. Which I was. And that’s how Paw found out that I was interested in photography. I showed him my camera. He came and showed me the cameras they had there. And talked about his own. So that was nice.
Also in that magazine I saw a review of this camera. And I want it. 18x zoom! wow. That rocks. And it’s generally better than the camera I have now. I might end up buying it. I really shouldn’t, though. I already have what? Four or five cameras. Actually, I just sold one of my old ones to my mum. For cheap, of course. So maybe I can justify getting a new one… I saw it for fairly cheap in a local shop. Saw it on their website. It said that it would be in stock on March 29th. Then on March 29th it said it would be in stock April 27th. So I have time to talk myself out of it, I guess. I’ll see.
There is Paw and Majbritt again. And two teachers, Anne and Anne. Anne is the physical trainer and Anne is the crafts/Danish teacher. She was the one who gave me that Danish test I mentioned a while ago.
After all the iceage stories and some sightseeing we had a lunch at a bench out in the middle of the greenery. And then we went to check out a swamp.
The bus parked at the side of the road. And we ventured into the woods.
Our guide pointing the way. This swamp had a special kind of moss. Now I’m not going to try to explain it all from memory. You can read something about sphagnum on wiki. The point of the matter is that we stepped out onto this moss. It looked like normal ground. But it was like walking on a giant waterbed. If you started rocking back and forth the ground would start moving too. It was a very peculiar feeling and as I said I can’t really explain it properly. If you ever get the chance to walk on sphagnum, do do it. Doo doo.
That’s where we got on the moss. The left part is normal ground. The earth we walk on. Then there’s like a stream of water. And on the right it’s moss. It looks like normal ground, but I tells ya it’s not. You can see that we had to balance on a couple of branches to get over the stream. A couple of people fell in. I fell forwards a bit, but managed to avoid getting soaked.
Our guide took off his shoes by the way.
Peculiar. The rest of us borrowed rubber boots to keep our feet dry. He said that the water/soil there had a really high (or low) PH balance? That people in New York would pay a fortune for a foot bath like that. I think he just likes to walk around barefoot.
What’s not to like?
Okay, that’s all I can be bothered with. The rest of the pictures are in the album. I came home very tired from walking in hills and slopes and forests. And also mentally tired from being in a group of people with no possibilities for breaks or hiding away. It’s hard on the old head. But I’m glad I managed to go. It was good and interesting.
The end.
PS. The goats were doing fine today. Vanilje was running around with her tail in the air. Eating and baahing and being fun and happy. What a joy to behold.
