OK, let’s get proof of distance out of the way…..
….of course, I could be fiddling it by sitting in a deckchair, glass of wine in hand, and using my free hand to spin the wheel…..well, what do you think?
When you get off the ferry at the Hook, you may think you’ve arrived in cycling heaven, a kind of bespoke Utopia. Well think no ‘More’ about it. The Dutch may have the best cycling infrastructure in the world, but (and we poor Brits can take heart with this) it isn’t perfect.
I have to say it was a delight to be riding on traffic-free routes most of the day, but the cycle paths are seldom the shortest route to the next way point, they are not always carefully signposted (lots of Dutch people have practised there English today!), and because they are shared with Lambretta-type scooters, they can be scarily unsafe.
But I have to say how impressed I am by the cycling culture here….everybody cycles, and at a good pace. I was very nearly overtaken by a lady wearing high heels…..my street cred nearly took a dive! But then I found overdrive….
And bikes here are real work horses. This lady’s bike carries both her children…..and the shopping!
But once away from the industrial sprawl of Rotterdam, I sped through villages that still sported some of its ‘historical hardware’….they were delightful
Today has been wet and windy all day, so the benefits of yesterday’s blessing have worn a bit thin…..but I have just pitched my tent in sunshine…..
And to finish….amongst the dozen possible uses of a buff, let me add a new one. A wrap for your breakfast croissants, which you are going to save for later in the day.
What else have you used yours for?