Aeroskobing to Soby – 10 miles. Then a ferry to Faaborg. Another 10 miles later to Holstenhaus Slot.
The day is grey and rainy. It was chucking it down when I woke but my ride stayed dry thankfully.

I realised that my gears weren’t functioning all the way through the range. I’d never had to use the easy gears on the trip so far!! I could still probably manage.
The ferry was pretty empty….

I arrived in Faaborg which is a charming market town. It is on the large island of Fyn, pronounced Funen! As I landed I immediately noticed groups of very wet teenage kids canoeing, jumping in the sea and then going for a run.


I asked someone to find out what they were doing. It is called Obstacle Course Racing (OCR). It looked like a school activity rather than an actual competition. We couldn’t get our British teenagers to do this even if we wanted to. Elf and safety wouldn’t allow it either….poor mites would get cold! We couldn’t allow that.

I had been tipped off about a cafe so I headed there…,

I nipped to a nearby cycle store where the chap sorted out my gears in about 30 seconds free of charge.
I took my bags to the hostel where I am staying. I got my keys from a security box but no-one was around. Looks clean and tidy though.
I walked down by the harbour.


I called into the tourist information too. The man recommended a nearby castle, Holstenhaus Slot and a water mill enroute.


That pleasantly filled my afternoon.
I bought some smoked mackerel from the Smokehouse on the harbour for my tea.
This was my creation…

Back at the hostel….half past 6 and still no one else here. I am amazed that someone is allowed into a big property totally unsupervised. Again, it would never happen in the UK….because we can’t be trusted?

I think the frog kissing has started to work….but not how I would have liked. I’m starting to look like that frog.

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