I imagined some farmer, sounding like a Danish version of Pam Ayers, saying: where did this bloody rock come from?
i had taken off wet bike shoes and socks and put on sandals. Driven around 12 km SE of Viborg and then walked along a wet long-grass track for ages, through the woods, followed signs, and out to fields beyond that had just been harvested/cut. I really should have put my shoes back on.
And there, surrounded by field stubble, is a granite-type boulder roughly 1.8m high and 4m long. Apparently one of the biggest stone blocks in Jutland and was carried by glaciers in the last ice age from the Oslo area.


That’s some rock! And just the one, too. How odd.
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