Friday Mai 1st 2015. Saeby 27 km

 Have a good day, in Danish   Like you see, white log building     Very white, sometimes hedged roof, if no corrugated metal plates
                                                           

 La belle Americaine, a movie I saw in high school
 Another one  Saelge gammele bille means “for sale old cars” Far away the sea                                                                     

  Today I walked from Asaa till Saeby on the Ostsea
  Exept for golf, “put put” and “farmer’s golf” here also exists fodboldgolf
  Danish breed called beertrailer’s horse  chat with a trimming lady who wants to loose 4 kg
         

  Entering Fredikshavn community, from where the ferry leaves for Oslo, Norway
 The remainders of the roe deer of last week?  Within half an hour she had finished it all  Grass fields ending at the sea
                   

       Saeby far away           My Friday evening cottage at Saeby camping View through the front door of my cottage

  
That was a good mattress and a double bed, a wooden cottage, even equipped with heating and water and electricity. That doesn’t happen always. I even had homes without heating, but tonight, Friday therefore, no water. Always something going wrong. The heater was difficult to adjust. In fact, it was too hot. Great for drying my underwear, but Tosca couldn’stand the heat. No problem. Just open the window. Because WiFi was not working in my house, I’m went surfing this morning at the camping reception. Early coffee and I got a whole can for free. This is how it should be.
Perfect weather, the road ran parallel to the sea, but often I barely saw the sea. The asphalt road was in a pleasant countryside along very narrow strips of moor. The rest of the countryside was cultivated or forest. Little traffic, so Tosca got a lot of movement. Still more than she usually gets. Of course she abused that opportunity again. She showed she can do more than just catch mice. I told my blog that the last few days Tosca had found and devoured the remains of supposedly the last Danish roe. That was every day a leg. Today Tosca showed up with half a deer chest in her mouth. I smelled it right away, so it should be delicious. I made a peanut break. Because I expected to find and buy food during the trip, I had bought nothing. Just that bag of peanuts was left and sips of cola. You will not believe it, but the piece of deer skeleton was completely devoured within 20 min. Of course by Tosca. See pictures. Reminds me of those two people from Maastricht in the train to Bunde. Says Sjeng against Merie: doa lègk ‘n bein. (looks like a leg lying there). Liekent van Pie (seems Pie’s leg). A moment later: doa lègk ‘n ERREM (over there an arm). Kos wel zien vaan Pie ( could be Pie’s arm). A little later: meh, Merie doa lègk ‘n ganse prij (Mary, that’s a complete trunk). Zjus wie dee vaan Pie (like Pie has). Merie says: wie zou’t eigelijk mit hum goan?
( how will he be?) Something similar with that deer.
I see many places and street names with So, with such a dash in the O. Also on mailboxes, for example. Sorensen, Solund. I think it means water or pond or lake, sea or something. Well here is water everywhere. I compare it to our common northern Dutch name van Dijk, also connected with water.