Møn Camino is 108 miles long and I logging 104.5 miles. I came close to walking all of it with the addition of Anna’s favorite walks. Compressed my walk looked like this…
So ends one of the most scenic and peaceful walks I have experienced. Nature and the locals of Møn far exceeded my expectations.
Elmelunde Church dates back to 1085. Its frescoes were covered by layer after layer of limewash during the Reformation. This tall church can be seen from miles away and was used as a landmark by sailors in the Baltic Sea.
This charming pond has miniature floating homes. Anchored to the bottom, the homes slowly revolve with each gentle breeze. Mesmerizing.
Favorite pausing spots for the day.
America doesn’t have villages with homes cluster around a church and outside the cluster of homes miles and miles of open fields. Nyord is such a idealic place. Locals tell me they receive 300,000 tourists annually. Yikes.
A five-inch tall downy Vibeunge was waddling across the road. A burst of wind lifted him up and soundly dropped him. He rolled over and over like tumbleweed. The Vibeunge righted himself, gave a few shakes as if stumbling from a few too many drinks, then ambled across the road. I think I was more traumatized than the bird.
Classic black. Understated black. Chic black. Are you this bold? All have sea views.
The outskirt of Stege is a more natural and inviting version of the America’s suburbs.
It’s now or never. Stege has the only bakery on Møn. Without a second thought, I loaded up on pastries. Isn’t flakey pastries the perfect and complete fuel for walking? PBJ comes in a distant second.
Linda Scandore 