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01 First view of Helgenæs; on the far left, in the distance, is Lushage
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02 This is my path there; Lushage is about 13 km away, including some zig-zagging
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03 As seen from the beach
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04 ... which looks like this
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05 ... or sometimes like this
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06 Here begins my favorite stretch
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07 ... and it ends in my favorite spot
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08 One of a group of five dear that fled as I came running by
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09 Now, zig-zagging inlands, on dirt roads
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10 ... or riding paths
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11 Very close to Lushage now
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12 There it is
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13 With me in it
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14 Tyskertårnet, and Sletterhage light house in the distance
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15 Up towards Tyskertårnet
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16 Tyskertårnet and me
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17 Towards Sletterhage
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18 How most of the Helgenæs beach looks, and the reason why I'm mostly zig-zagging inlands
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19 Sletterhage light house and me; southernmost point of the peninsula
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20 In the house on the right, a public tap, open most of the year, good water source for runners
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21 Headed north again; this side of the peninsula I have to run on tarmac a good deal of the way
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22 Helgenæs Church, in the background
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23 Twenty kilometers into the run, a woman sells marmelade; a small jar is perfect at this point in the run
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24 Bumped into five herons on the north western tip of Helgenæs, three of which are in the picture
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25 So many horses on Helgenæs
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26 The northern beach is good for running
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27 A grass snake (nonvenomous) fleeing among the algae; see if you can spot it
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28 For some bushes, flowering has begun
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29 The only store on Helgenæs, 24 km into the run, my saviour, in case there was no marmelade
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30 Dragsmur, the discrete border of Helgenæs
