In the middle of the river, lying just outside the old Kungälv, is an island clad with woods and tranquil foliage. Whose name gossips about a dramatic and gruesome past. When the island first received its name we don’t know.
The gallows on the island’s peak used to be clearly visible for miles around, like a threatening warning to the inhabitants of Kungälv.
Mystic and fear encompassed the gallows -hill of Tjuvholmen and people avoided travelling there. The island was not just an uninviting cliff but also barely accessible. At the end of the 19 th century woods were planted on Tjuvholmen and the island became pasture ground as it is today.
It was a long time ago since the gallows on Tjuvholmen were in use. Even if this place conjures up frightful memories it is indeed a fine place for a picnic with a viewpoint of the old Kungälv.