(Original date of this entry: June 4, 2014)
|The clueless foreigner, in character|
|Rondje Groene Hart - Day 1|
In Woerden, we had no trouble getting on the trail, and we were riding along a pretty creek called the Oude Rijn, which is in fact a branch of the Rhine. The weather was perfect, sunny and warm with a cool breeze. We stopped at a gated pasture with a picnic table. A bunch of goats came over to check us out but then wandered off and left us alone. A robotic module silently mowed the lawn opposite. We had our sandwiches and tea.
|The cherry orchard|
Past Vleuten we found a large park with lots of walking trails bordered by a honeycomb sculpture. This is the Maximapark and the trail goes right through it, though I somehow lost track of the knooppunten here. We sat on a big curved bench and munched our cherries. Then Alice approached a group of young men and women out for a stroll to get directions. We ended up at point 76, then skirted the Leidsche Rijn, whose north side was being repaired. Alice was riding her new Gazelle Chamonix so dismounted and walked the bike over the torn-up pavement. Eventually we found a bridge over the canal and the other side was smoother.
After pt 1, we went underneath the A12 superhighway, though hardly noticed the traffic. Alice pointed out a decorative feature of the tunnel, a section of the ceiling with purple lights. We emerged at the Amsterdam Rhine Canal and followed it south (now the LF-7). This was a side of Utrecht I hadn't seen before and it gave the city a new dimension. The canal was lined by big apartment buildings, then factories and storage tanks, and spanned by an arched suspension bridge. Big barges and tankers plied the broad waterway. A thrilling section of the ride.
|Human-powered transport by the Merwede Canal|
|Linge at dusk|
|Friends of the cyclist: Pim & Niesje|