There were so many beautiful towering cumulus in the sky, and I wanted so much to go cloud surfing – to fly in between them. My intention was to go to one or another island, have my ready-made salad somewhere on a beach, go for a swim, enjoy that pleasant summer evening…
Unfortunately, the reality was a bit different: I couldn’t leave my home office early enough. It takes me on average around 1.5 hours to get to my flying club and the same back – traffic jams in Copenhagen and on Holbæk motorway, searching for a parking place on return to home – so by the time I reached Holbæk flying club, it was too late to fly to an island.
Instead, I decided to go for a pleasure flight – with no particular direction or goal. And it turned out to be just what I needed. My life is mostly filled with plans, goals, achievements or collapsing of putting too much efforts in, work on evenings and weekends, and stuff like that. So taking a well-deserved break for flying alone was simply a delight.
The Aviator (lime colour arrow pointing at on the photo below – matching to my blouse colour! 🙂 ) proudly took the passenger seat and we got airborne:
I flew in the southern direction, and just enjoyed it – looked at different castles on the way, small lakes, long shadows from the trees… The small dots on the fields are forage bales:
The Great Belt bridge, connecting the islands of Zealand and Funen:
Before the bridge was opened in 1998, around 8,000 cars used ferries daily to cross the Great Belt which took 90 minutes; now it takes only 10-15 minutes. It comes at a price of approx. 35 EUR each way for a small car. In 2020, around 11 million vehicles crossed over the bridge.
I turned left to have a look at the town of Korsør and its harbour:
And than continued south, to Stignaes, where the Stignaes Power Plant is. With the water depth of 18 metres, the Stignaes transit coal harbour is one of the deepest in Europe:
I’m not sure what exactly is produced there, but I could see mounts of coal:
By that time, all those dramatic towering cumulus clouds disappeared. It was around 8 p.m. and I turned back to the direction of Holbæk.
A round over a small town of Skælskør, so beautifully located between Skælskør fjord and lake Noret:
I continued back home, looking to the left and to the right for something interesting, and noticed a round church (red arrow points at):
Later I learned, it is a medieval church in Bjernede, one of the only 7 remaining round churches in Denmark, and the only one of its kind on the island of Zealand. I’ve never been in that church – it would be interesting to visit. (Something to be put on the list of activities for rainy days)
The sun was slowly getting down, with its light reflecting in the million of small clouds:
After landing, I flew my drone a bit, and cleaned up my Aeroprakt:
The whole flight took around 1.5 hours, and looked like that:
It was such a wonderful flight. For the first time during past 2-3 weeks, I slept well at night. Not much, because I got home at 11:30 p.m. (it took time to find a parking place for my car), but well – and I could feel it. I surely need to fly alone more, and that’s also on of the things I love most.
