The Fish Ladder Let calm find you by the Fish Ladder
A lot has happened in Munke Mose since this writer was a kid in the 90’s. Back then it was a bit of a swamp filled with drunks, German Shepherds, and squatters, but today the leather vests and military boots have been swapped out with lattes and running shoes.
Maybe that sounds like a bit of a boring development, but there is no doubt that more people are actually enjoying the park than ever before. And the sheer volume of beer being drunk is certainly still copious, despite the fact that the proof has fallen in inverse proportion to the rising gentrification.
The closing of the night owl bar, Havhesten, on Ny Vestergade doubtlessly played an important part in the area’s improvement, but the establishment of the so-called fish ladder also made a significant contribution to the rampant beautification.
The fish ladder in Munke Mose was established all the way back in 2006 to ensure the fish could travel unimpeded through Odense Å. But a forced closure of bars and restaurants was what it took for yours truly to actually make the journey down, take a seat with a beer in hand and take a ‘people bath’, as Kierkegaard called it when he deigned to move among the masses. It was during last year’s lockdown, when the weather was much better than it is now. Or at least, that’s how I remember it in the golden glow of memory.
I definitely recall the happy, free moments where I would set myself down on the stairs, usually on the right side by the boat rental, and enjoy the afternoon sun, a couple of IPA’s and the pleasant sound of a rushing stream mixed with the murmur of conversation blended into a kind of restorative meditation track. A balm for the nervous system.
These zen moments were sometimes interrupted by other lone loafers or fishing enthusiasts who would strike up a bit of conversation in exactly the same way as always happens when you sit alone at a bar (one of the reasons I was there in the first place was that you couldn’t sit at a bar anywhere.) So we shot the shit about the wind and weather and the fish in the river. Perfectly in the spirit of the place.
These days you still can’t sit down at a bar, but you can always rest on the stairs, drift away with a beer in your hand and forget yourself for a while. And that’s what I recommend to everyone as soon as the weather allows. Happy dissociation. Let calm descend upon you by the fish ladder.Link to the event