| Already at that time I from time to other visited my old travel mate Erik in Hvalsø, even though it not yet had come so far, that I on a monthly base went with him up to his summer house in Ellingelyng to help him felling trees or splitting timber to firewood. But already then I had begun to have my eyes open for the many natural titbits there was around Hvalsø, among those the large forest stretching south towards Skjoldenæsholm. |
