Surprising: here in Varberg, there were no significant personal contacts yesterday. Was I not in the mood? The encounters were a bit superficial, in my opinion. Or let’s say: I was very interested in the topics yesterday… harbour, caravan tourists, Viking ship, car parade. There is no market here, or rather it consists of a few food trucks with Asian or Turkish crews. – Despite the tourists and two ice cream stands at the harbour, Varberg seems sleepy.
Well then, I don’t have to rack my brains. – On we go, across to Denmark, to the northernmost tip of Skagen. – Skagen! Once a place of longing with a still magical attraction: we were here with the kids (that must have been 20 years ago), on the way with bicycles from Hamburg… Now I want to come here again, want to walk over the dunes to the very northernmost point, where the two seas of the Kattegat and Skagerrak meet…
But it’s not that far yet, first I have to slalom around the many large tankers and transport barges anchored off Skagen. And in the harbour itself there are several moorings, and even more piers for the fishing industry – small fishing cutters to huge floating, combined fishing and fish processing factories are moored here (the ships, up to over 100 m long, are here for inspection, as I soon find out).
The sun comes out as soon as I arrive and it gets really warm, so I head back to where the larger yachts are, which only stop here for a short while. And moor at a free pier.
A good decision – there are many restaurants around the harbour basin. I’m hungry, and kindly the restaurant by my pier offers a succulent lunch menu, which I enjoy to the full. Yes, when the sun pushes through, it gets surprisingly warm and I do well to put on a cap (because I want to eat in the fresh air). I then explore the town, which has many designer shops, fashion and jewellery boutiques and also museums worth seeing. So other people seem to be heading for this place as well…
I take my time. I take a midday nap. And only towards evening do I set off for the place where the two seas meet, embrace and unite their waves. The light seems a little diffuse, the evening sun bathes the dunes in a pastel shade, and I have this headland practically to myself.
Then I sit down, soak up the atmosphere, think of my loved ones – my heart warms.