Before I begin, I’d like to thank my friend Lottie for being so kind as to share her own Copenhagen adventures on her Instagram stories. Without this, I’d never have known that The Forgotten Giants existed and wouldn’t have had this experience. Social media is such a positive force when in the hands of good people. You can find her on Instagram or read about her trip to Copenhagen on her blog.
The Six Forgotten Giants are breathtaking art installations from Danish artist, Thomas Dambo. They’re dotted along a walkable trail in Copenhagen’s outskirts and countryside, and their purpose is to encourage Copenhagen inhabitants to get out into nature.
They’re not technically a tourist attraction (which, I must admit, endears me to them all the more) but if you’re a good map reader and can get your head around public transport, you’re more than welcome to enjoy them as a visitor.
Thanks to our decision to find some giants being a relatively spontaneous one and our planning on the matter being just some scribbled train station references the morning of our adventure, we only managed to find two giants.
Had we planned our day more carefully and perhaps gotten the train in between some of the giants instead of walking the distance, I think we could have seen them all even in the short daylight hours of December. Therefore, I recommend that if you want to make the giants a part of your trip, you plan them in quite meticulously.
On Dambo’s website, you can find a map detailing where each giant is in relation to its nearest s-tog (train station). The giants I’m about to show you are labelled as 1 and 2 on the map. The walk between them sees some very pretty countryside and smatterings of gorgeous cottages, but a lot of it was busy road and if I were to visit again I would get the train between these two and attempt to navigate the rest on foot, as it looks to be much more scenic and rural.
This, the first giant we found, is Sleeping Louis. We were staying in an airbnb in Rødovre – something I hope to write more about in due course – which is quite a way out of Copenahgen already, so Sleeping Louis was a walkable distance from our apartment.
He’s hidden on a hill in a clearing enclosed by trees. In the stunning peace and tranquillity of Danish snow, this sculpture was one of the most striking things either of us had ever laid eyes on.
Once we’d finished ogling at Louis and Tom had taken these gorgeous pictures (his camera phone is far superior to mine, so my phone stayed firmly in my pocket for most of the trip) we sized up the map to decide on our direction of travel.
If we’d wanted to speed things up, we could have hopped on the train at Brøndbyøster which was close by, but we both like to walk and the journey on foot to the next chronological giant seemed straight forward enough.
After a couple of hours strolling through festively decorated cottages, small lakes, forests and a main road or two, we arrived at a farm that – according to Google Maps – was our final destination. We tentatively searched for the second giant, unsure as to whether or not we were really allowed to be wandering this small farm, until we found her behind a large mound.
This is Hill Top Trine, isn’t she beautiful? Walking for two or so hours without being quite sure that we were heading in the right direction was unequivocally, one hundred percent worth the few minutes we spent in the company of this sculpture.
We were beginning to lose the daylight by this point, so it was with heavy hearts that we admitted it was probably best to head toward the nearest s-tog and make our way home. Much as we wanted to see more of the countryside and discover more giants, we didn’t much fancy being stranded without phone battery in a dark meadow in a foreign country.
If you visit Copenhagen, I can’t recommend this trail enough. It turned out to be both my and Tom’s favourite experience of the weekend. Much as the city was beautiful and it was great to see all the recognisable Copenhagen postcard scenes with our own eyes, the giants were a unique and unforgettable sight.