Justina and I waited for a suitable day to go on a flying trip, and yesterday we got airborne!
It looked like the weather was going to be a little less windy in Höganäs, Sweden, so we headed there. We had 25 knots headwind, anyway, and it was a bit turbulent when crossing over the Öresund.
On final, for landing on Höganäs’ runway 06, with Lerbergets harbour at our right hand:
Anders, a pilot from the Höganäs flying club, gave us a lift to the town. To start from, I wanted to show Justina a place I loved most – Saluhall, which used to be a very busy spot during weekends.
To my regret, almost everything there was permanently closed down… Saluhall in Höganäs was originally a ceramics factory that existed since 1835. Later, it was refurbished into a stylish raw industrial building with art galleries, shops, an excellent restaurant, café, and a ceramics workshop. One could visit the old ovens of the ceramic factory that is known for producing tiles for the Sidney Opera House. All that was closed down, and it was very sad to see. Corona or just limited customer base put an end to it – but hopefully only in Höganäs. Saluhall is a concept: modern eateries, shops, galleries – all of a high standard, and in old raw buildings. I’ve been to Saluhall in Göteborg, Malmö, Stockholm – they all were different, but with an easily recognisable style.
On our Sunday visit to Saluhall in Höganäs, there was one art gallery open. The stiletto, I’m sitting on, looked very soft, but was made of hard metal, and it came as a surprise when I sat down on it:
Justina and I walked to the harbour. A nice older house on our way reminded me of those wooden villas and huts, I stayed in during my travels in Sweden – I like them very much:
Down to the marina and have a look at all those beautiful boats:
For lunch, we went to Hamnkrogen:
And what a view we had (soon all the tables were taken):
The Aviator waited patiently to get his piece of the delicious fish:
It was cold outside, and we enjoyed our warm time at Hamnkrogen, with lazy talk and good food.
After lunch, Justina and I went to see the Kerstin Ahlgren’s sculpture “Open hand” that symbolises the escape of Jews from occupied Denmark to Höganäs during the WWII:
A stroll by the “wall of fame” with ceramic tiles painted by children:
In the town’s center, one quickly notices the solid tall building of The Ascension church (Himmelsfärdskyrkan) that was built in 1934 and consecrated on the Ascension Day:
Justina and I enjoyed our 3 km walk back to the airfield – we both thought a little walk would only benefit us! There were more people at the club house at that time; we had a good chat, and relaxed a bit before going home.
We took off, and did a round over the Kullaberg (I need to go hiking there soon – I’ve missed Kullaberg a lot):
Coasting out of Sweden:
The flight back home was quicker – we had tailwind, though not as strong as in the morning:
Justina on arrival:
Every female pilot knows how challenging it is for us women to refuel. All that heavy lifting of 20 liters jerry cans with fuel has caused me lots of back pain during the years. You need to transport all the fuel to a specially designated re-fuelling place, filter the fuel, and then lift it up and to the fuel tanks, balancing on a tall ladder… Now you can imagine, how happy I was when I saw Jens, a friend of mine, landing in Holbæk!
Jens helped with re-fuelling (of course!), and I was so grateful. We waived goodbye to him, and wished a nice flight home.
