|View from the hide, Lauwersmeer national park|
(original date of this entry: August 11, 2013)
|Brian Jones, waiting for the Rottum|
|Crossing the Waddenzee (Brian Jones photos)|
Arriving we rode 3 km west to the burg of Schiermonnikoog. Just two blocks from the center of town were our cycling friends the Stielstras. It was a nondescript house and we got a tiny room, just wide enough for two single mattresses. Unlike Dick and Flora, the Stielstras were not particularly friendly. Give us the cash and have fun; take breakfast in your room.
|Houwerzijl to the isle of Schiermonnikoog|
|Fun in Schiermonnikoog town (Brian Jones photo)|
Brian liked listening to his iPhone as he rode and now and then shared his music with me by proffering the earphones. I put them on to hear some cumbias or bossa novas. At one point when we were riding around the island he let the iPhone play through a little speaker. It made him look like the ice cream man, with his Campagnolo riding cap.