There was a certain amount of reluctance to leave the luxury of the cosy cabin this morning. Especially after the host texted to say we didn’t need to check out until 2pm! Hot showers and morning coffee were followed by a breakfast of eggs on bread, but with the risky excitement of ‘boiling’ them in an air fryer – the first time I’ve ever used one (and, yes, it turns out you can boil an egg in an air fryer). Feeling clean and re-freshened, we cycled out into the day, but were soon stopped by the views of turquoise waters and white sandy beaches.

Although we were fresh from the shower, it seemed like too good a place to pass by without a swim!

A glorious dip, and still plenty warm enough despite the overcast skies.

The route continued down the coast, towards the harbour at Hundested.

The ferry was literally just casting off from the dock as we rolled down towards it. The initial disappointment at having to wait an hour for the next one, was soon forgotten after discovering a delightful little coffee shop and market by the harbour. Best coffee of the trip and a slice of almond cake too to perk us up!

In the time it took to enjoy the comfort of the drinks and cafe, the allotted time had passed by. We cycled around the corner and straight up on to the ferry, having eventually managed to purchase a ticket from a machine, for us and the bikes (surprisingly pricey at £11pp).

The good news, was that we were on board, letting the ferry transport us the six or seven kilometres across to the sea to Røvig to the west. The bad news, was that the rough sea was causing big waves to splash up over the front of the ferry. Not great for the cars in the front row, but even less great for our bikes, which were strapped in at the front as well. We watched helplessly as sea water sprayed over the bikes, which had our helmets on the handlebars and worse, my towel laid out ‘drying’ over the back panniers.

Apparently, worse things happen at sea, and after a few kilometres of peddling things were warm enough to start the drying process over again as we moved on. We were roughly following the coast of the inland sea (Isefjord) in a southerly direction.

We encountered quite a lot of undulating terrain on the trail – more than we’ve been used to, or maybe it just felt harder after four days of continuous riding?

Having selected a campsite, we arrived minutes before a huge black cloud unleashed a wild downpour. We were mid way between reception and our pitch when the heavens opened. We darted towards the kitchen area and just got inside before the worst of the rain.

We dried out over a cup of mint tea, as rain lashed against the windows, then happily, the clouds blew through and normal service resumed, allowing us to get the tent up and dry off the gear.

As we’d hoped, it’s looking dry for the rest of the evening, so we could at least cook and eat outside.

There a bit of a red sky at night thing this evening, which feels vaguely promising, but the forecast is suggesting otherwise.

Tomorrow, I’m not sure we’ll be so lucky with the weather, so we have booked a room at a farmhouse in anticipation of a wet day in the saddle! Fingers crossed we’ll make it there dry though…

For now though, we’ll make the most of the nice sunset…

Total Ride: 41.6km