Down the path to the farmer's forest along the lane towards the seven marshes across the big stream, and to the left around the first marsh; then to the right. The first part is not that exiting. Then, there is the bend, and already here, something exiting happens. The next fourty meters are some of the most amazing along the entire stream.
The photographs of the stream are taken near the village I grew up in. The village of Osted (Ousted) owes its name to the seven streams (å) that cross it.
