Legs felt refreshingly good as we set out from the farm, but a feeling of tour fatigue was lingering in the air as we packed up to leave.

Good news was that the sunshine felt warm and the trail was quiet as we rolled up and down the undulating farm lands towards Roskilde.

We’d planned on having a look around a castle/palace as our first stop of the day, but it turned out to be a very nice looking private golf course these days. Nice gates and driveway though!

With the university town of Roskilde not far away, we carried on…

And soon found ourselves outside the imposing cathedral in the centre of town. It was spotting with rain on arrival, so we had some food on a bench under a tree, but by the time we’d munched through a cheese roll, the sky was blue again.

We toyed with taking the train for the last leg of the journey to Copenhagen, as it was just a straight line journey that followed the main road quite closely. A slight downhill gradient and steady tail wind convinced us to keep turning the peddles instead. The cycle network here really is amazing. At every traffic light, there is a rail to hold onto you don’t have to take your feet out of ties clips if you have them. The bikes all have a separate traffic light as well as their own separate lane.

We had hoped to find a cafe for some additional sustenance, but the few coffee shops and kebab houses we passed, weren’t quite what our bodies needed for fuel. We peddled on, and arrived in the city around late afternoon. The bike and car traffic gradually increased as we neared the centre, which required additional vigilance, to prevent being taking out by another cyclist, motorists or pedestrian. Everyone was on the move in one direction or other! It was hard to take in all the impressive buildings as we wove our way to the harbour of Nyhavn.

We paused for rest and some classic Copenhagen waterfront scenes at Nuhavn. We’d been here before on our first ever cycle tour and it was just as busy and colourful. This time we resisted the offers of ice cream and waffles from almost every cafe.

Once we’d summoned up enough energy, we pushed our bikes along the crowded waterfront before continuing north to find our campsite.

Our bed for the night is in an old fort called Charlottelund Fort. There is an actual moat around us and we are camped up underneath a row of enormous cannons!

After hitting 60km of cycling, we were feeing pretty tired on arrival, so set about getting the tent up. Good job too, as no sooner as we had, a sudden downpour arrived, sending all the other campers scurrying for cover! We threw the panniers in the porch and dived inside without a moment to spare! It absolutely threw it down. That would have been a real sting in the tail if we’ve been half an hour later arriving at camp. A couple turned up about 40mins later soaked to the skin! We lay out our mats in the tent and listened to our book between drifting in and out of sleep… 90 mins later the rain had stopped enough to allow us to cook dinner outside. Pretty soon after this, we were back in bed and asleep!

Total Ride: 60.6km