Lolland lake land

Strong winds made us resolve to stay in Bandholm on the island of Lolland for an extra night and get some jobs done. But there were other possibilities- a ferry trip to a small island or a bus trip to the nearby town of Maribo. 

The clouds looked threatening so we opted for the place with most shelter...the town.

We paid a fiver to go in the local museum, partly because the tourist authority lady painted such a glowing picture of it in perfect English. We saw furniture, a collection of early Danish toys and Danish winter wear including some Victorian woolly handknitted socks (see pics). The socks look very similar to some Lesley bought in a Genbrug or charity shop shortly after.

Next was a very breezy walk by one of several fine lakes in the town. There is a population of sea eagles around there somewhere, but the boat trips to spot them don't go on a Monday. As the tourist woman said apologetically ' Monday is not a good day.'

Then we dropped into Lolland's own cathedral, which was founded in 1416 as a monastery. It's very splendid and the burial place of Leonora Christina, daughter of King Christian IV. Having been wrongly imprisoned for most of her life she chose to spend her last years in the monastery by the Lake. 

We had our lunch outside by the ruined pillars of the monastery. Puzzled by a shower of nut detritus on our heads, we looked up and saw a tiny squirrel attacking a huge green nut. 

Apart from not seeing the sea eagles, we also missed the vintage steam trains which chugged between Bandholm and Maribo yesterday,  before we arrived. But we saw a lot. And after a bus ride home, we did a few useful jobs around the boat into the bargain.