While on a mountainbike trip on the Danish side of the Flensburg Fjord I noticed two rocks on the shore. They were not looking like all the other rocks, in fact that’s the reason why I noticed them. No house or road nearby and just the singletrail I was following made two almost perfectly square rocks in the water stand out like a circus coming to Mordor.
So I jumped of the bike, slipped off me shoes and got into the water. Now closer a typical gravestone inscription revealed itself. I can’t recall the name, but the person died in 1943. Pretty odd to find this gravestone so far away from any house — not even a dirtroad led there, just a narrow singletrail (which used to be used by the old borderpatrol by feet only). How and why did those stones get there?
This was weird enough already to take a snapshot. When I tried to bring the gravestone in position for the pic I accidently threw it over and another curiocity revealed itself to the little Goonie I am. The backside of the gravestone was covered with letters all scrambled up, probably used as blotter by a young stonemason to practise. “Goonies never day die”, but that’s a tricky one this time.
I used clay which I found nearby to make the letters stand out a little bit more. Published with the iPhone Wordpress app.
4 Comments
What a great find! Like you say: how and why did the stones get there? Maybe a boat ran into the cliffs? A wagon (with horses and such) transporting the stones got in the water? We can only let our goonie mind go nuts on it
And ooh, that pic where you can see your reflection is just SWEET!
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Thanks for the comment! Will hop on the bike again to scout the surrounding area
This would be a great case for Sherlock Holmes ! Hop on that bike again to find out more . By the way , very nice pictures
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