Now I am at a picnic table southeast of Sneek at or near a place called Twellingea (or in Dutch, Uitwellingerga). The fietspad was paralleling the highway for a while and momentarily deviated from it here. Altje, my vriend last night, told me this bit of the road was not too interesting but I'm just enjoying the ride.
|"11 Cities Route" - Day 2 (ANWB map)|
For a while, I was riding behind two women, one on a recumbent bike, which reminds me that yesterday I saw a guy in a sort of pedal-powered racing car, in a yellow shell. Made me excited about the possibilities for self-powered transport.
The picnic table is by one of those ubiquitous drainage canals with a film of green detritus. Some wild purple flowers sprout up along its bank, and a duck floats on its surface upstream. Behind me a flock of fat sheep are busy chewing up the grass. To the west, the highway drones. It's quite overcast and I feel the hint of precipitation.
Interesting fact: the cows of Friesland are the source for those vile little coffee creamer portions available nationwide.
|Hurdy gurdy man|
|Made in Tilburg|
I made it to Laaxum but it took a lot of effort, especially the last leg, an empty road alongside a dike. For part of the way sheep grazed atop the grassy mound that separated the road from the sea. Not sure if I can keep up this pace of 40-50 km per day. Thirty is more my speed.
About to drop off here in my little cabin at the wonderful homestead here in Laaxum. It's only by chance that I'm staying here. All the places in Stavoren, the route's endpoint for Day 2, were booked. I am so glad I didn't have to go that extra 10 km.
|My cabin, formerly the laborers' clubhouse, at Gedda Folkertsma's place, Laaxum|