We don’t talk much about the future and dreams out here
On the west coast of Jutland most everything is tangible. Life is neither good nor bad, it just is, and that’s all there is to that. You don’t want for much. Well, maybe a bigger fishing quota, a better wave to surf – or a lift home from the neighboring town on a Saturday night. And, of course, a woman to share your life with. There aren’t many of them left out here; they’ve gone east to study.
But the boys have chosen to stay. With their feet firmly planted in the sandy soil, they insist that the dunes will remain their home. But for every fifth young man on the west coast, there won’t be a girlfriend. The boys don’t whine, though. They do exactly what society wants youth to do these days: They work in production and in the trades. They get a job. They buy a house. Theymind their own business.
We met the boys in Hvide Sande, where the fish auction is half business, half tourist show. In Thyborøn where trawlers and sand eel fishing is the name of the game. And in Klitmøller, a place young men from eastern Denmark flock to – not always just to surf on a summer wave, but also to become some kind of genuine native of western Jutland. What follows are fragments of the lives of young men on the west coast in the year 2016.