Showing posts with label White Chalked Cliffs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label White Chalked Cliffs. Show all posts

Sunday, 17 February 2019

Mist and Madness of Mons Klint-Denmark

A place is not the tale you hear, not the story you read in books, not the maps you find, and not the pictures you see, it is the experience you feel with the unknown.
Decades from now when I look back, I want to be able to say that I had the guts to walk into the unknown.
Of all the places I have visited as of today, Mons Klint has given the most singular experience.

Geography: Mons Klint is a situated in the eastern Danish coast. It It belongs to the island called Mon in Baltic Sea in Denmark.

Language: Danish

Currency: Danish Krone

Getting There: From Copenhagen take a train to Vordingborg.
From here, take Bus 660R to a town named Stege. From Stege, take a bus 678 to the cliffs.
If you are driving, it would take 2 hours from Copenhagen.

What’s Famous here: white chalked cliffs.

My Story:
It was Christmas season and Europe was spreading joy in the air. Copenhagen was decorated in glorious skin, every house, shop and streets flaunted colors of smiles.
The day was sure to be poured with surprises as I had planned to visit Mons Klint, limiting my loyalty to Copenhagen during this trip.

A heavy breakfast will top my list on any travel, letting me enjoy rest of the day. Took train from Central station. It takes 1.5 hours from the capital of the happiest country to Vordingborg.
It isn't hard to distinguish a distinct change in the density of population and way of life in this part of the country.

From Vordingborg I took bus 660R to Stege, which is a small town in Mon. Vordingborg and Mon belong to the region of Zealand in Denmark known for glamorous cliffs. Wikipedia says population of Stege is 3,841 in 2015. So you can imagine the scarcity of humans. I was feeling that I'm getting desolated from rest of the planet.
There was sea on one side and town Stege on the other. The winds were too heavy carrying chillness that could freeze a ball of fire. It was foggy not allowing my eyes to reach far, dark skies alarming me of rain at any moment.
Bus arrived after making me wait for sometime. 
From Stege, It is bus 678 that takes me to the cliffs. This time I was the only one in the bus along with the driver.
Although google maps confirmed, I asked driver if i'm actually in the correct part of the world. He gave a stiff nod and off we went. It didn't strike me until then that driver is the only human around for few kilometers now. He stopped after about 20 minutes of our ride. I see no signs of cliff or for that matter anything. "Take this road for 4 kms and you get the cliff" said the driver making my jaw drop. I asked for the cliff, showed him pictures in my phone and he confirmed this is the stop. It dint come as a surprise when he said this is not the season to come here and the place is closed. So technically there's no public transport until cliffs during winter.

So then, I had to bid bye to him and watch the bus disappear out of my sight into the fog.
I stood and watched the road that the driver asked me to take, A fissure into the unknown. From a few hours ago to this moment, I have circled into this dramatic originality of the plot.

Half of my heart trying to stop the other half to take the next step. My eyes grazing for hope to find an inspiration to move forward. Couple of minutes to tighten the hood, adjusting my gloves and to pacify half of my heart. If it scares me then its worth its, I move in to the chasm to unfold it's secrets.


Place where bus dropped me


Wind was in no mood to make friends with me in stark contrast to silence which was in love with me.
Step by step, the fog erased my trail as I was entering deep into fissure. Minutes into the hike I could spot a house which seemed to be abandoned far to my right. Well, that dint actually help my nerves.


Rare man made object


Half an hour into the scene and no sign of any human activity. No sign of any animal too.
The most important ingredient in the recipe is the rage of silence, it creates a numbness to think.  Silence was not really so feeble now, My breath consoling my ears from silence, I was able to hear tunes in the cold air emitting from trees, land, hills and grass.
Time was not showing sympathy on me, it was as if every second was dissected into many and I was experiencing every strand of it of what seemed like an hour.
This is probably the only moment in life where I have had the privilege to experience nature all for myself. There was not a living being for few miles around but for me it seemed like I was only one On the face of the earth.


Nobody out there


Moisture, Mist and Madness


Couple of hours into the hike, I could hear something vaguely. A echo of which had found a way to blend with the gusty wind hitting my senses.
It was water, sea.. The fog was thick, I could not see much. It was the time I decided I had to go back. without much visibility, it would be insane to go any further.




Cliffs, sea and no visibility are a bad combination especially when you are alone.
It was afternoon and I had to return , Winters doesn't let sunlight stay for long. I walked fast.

A few hours back I was looking for people desperately, but now I was thinking I shouldn't see anyone.. It can only send chills to my spine if I see anyone in this place now. It's weird how mind constructs a story suiting the place, and this time in this place a human's presence is against my mind's story. It's funny how perspective can play fair on both sides of sensibility.
Fog was getting much thicker. I was trying my best to put fright out of my thoughts and move as fast as I could. Being in a place like this without the help of sun God could be the nastiest punishment you can gift yourself.


No Visibility


As an adventurous animal, this was an experience unleashing to its full glory. I had not imagined to see Mons klint this way. But, the very nature of travel is to make you believe the unexpected.
The road started to become wider, so was my hope. Some where in the back of my mind I realized that I was invisible to world. And I wanted to be in this bowl of unease as I had developed a certain attachment to this nature which belong only to me for now.
I raced back to the stop where the bus had dropped me. I waited for long time. After many hours, I could see a man far away walking towards me, the reassurance of safety I got at that moment cannot be explained. He told me that the place is closed during winter times, I knew it better than anyone now. After 45 mins a bus arrived to take me back to Stege and back to Vordingborg. Recollecting the entire footage, It took some time for me to come out of the shock. To make my nerves believe that I'm back to normal.

By evening I was in Copenhagen roaming In Tivoli gardens.
I have got a glimpse of what its like to be alone on earth. It is a time when even my shadow had to hide from me.
If u ask me whether I have seen Mons klint, my answer is "no", but if u ask if I have experienced, then my answer is " like nobody else in the world has".

Go out on an adventure, it is the best thing you can ever give to yourself. Who are we after all, wandering in this planet in search of our better selves.

Tips:

  • Do not visit during winter, it's too isolated and lonely.
  • Since its close to Copenhagen, stay can be preferably in the capital.
  • If you are using public transport be sure of the timings as the frequency is roughly 2 hours.


-UR
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