Today was a mandatory take-it-easy day. I’ve reached 350km of the 620km in four days — pretty powerful, maybe also too much. I’ve noticed that when you’re on the bike, you’re in bike mode: I take a picture here and there, but you can’t stop every 10km either. Too many breaks can be devastating.
So I arrived in Klitmøller, aka Cold Hawaii, because — guess what — you can surf here. I assumed it would just be downwind stuff, but apparently there can be some decent waves. That’s the vibe of this town, same as Hvide Sande: laid back, calm, and lots of people with surfboard carriers on their bikes. Danes on bikes can be as impressive as the Dutch — we’ve found our counterpart!
With just 38km today I planned a relaxing afternoon: laundry in a proper machine, a warm shower (first since I left home), and some bike maintenance and cleaning. But… my anti-mosquito spray had a surprise for me. All the shaking had worked the cap loose, and the DEET leaked slowly into a plastic bag — which it promptly dissolved, leaving gooey, sticky plastic all over my stuff. A challenge too great for a relaxing afternoon. I did minimal damage control, then had dinner and a beer with a view of the sea.
