Last stage is getting home from the overnight Hoek van Holland/Harwich ferry. By bike & train.
Time to head home. And for the final ride the weather decided it would not cooperate – strong winds and rain.
Another place whose name I remember but have no recollection of. But a sensible distance and direction.
Where sandy soils meet marine clay and form hills. Bergen in Dutch means mountains or hills.
Today’s ride really brought home to me how densly populated the Netherlands is, particularly the region I’m moving into now.
No particular reason for Gouda (not even after visting Edam last week). Just a suitable interesting city to visit.
This time, given my start point, I have to revisit previously familiar places. Hilversum, Bilthoven, Utrecht.
Practicalities meant a short ride to Almere seemed sensible (with a detour through Amsterdam and also to Narden).
Visiting places whose names I remember but have no recollection of what they were like more than 40 years ago.
What I expected to be a bleak and dull ride was actually a really good ride. Scenery a bit monotonous at times but enjoyable.
The actual words used were “Lelystad is not a nice place”. But I’m only here for a day.
Heading further south, back to the IJssel, crossing at Zwolle then on to a campsite at Heerde.