The way there was good, we met at a spot in the south of Utrecht to cycle together on a 86 km route which I plotted out earlier.
If you have built your own bike whether from scratch or from a kit or you just made some cool modifications yourself, then you know how proud one can be riding on your own creation, even more if it doesn't break down constantly. But now I wasn't riding alone on my self built bike, but with me were three beautiful Ladies on bikes built by my own hands. I guess that you
can only imagine how proud I was.
The hero of the day wasn't me though, but one of my sisters in law who had just tried out the bike the day before we left and who took the bike home through traffic in the evening to join us the next morning on the rendezvous spot with luggage on her bike. Plus she was the first to arrive there.
Enjoying the cold wind mostly in our backs we made good time until our first stop, the Hema in Leerdam where we could warm our self up and had a good breakfast. After breakfast the sun came out more often. Due to the rivers we had to take two ferries which helped us getting teh vacation feeling right and we even cycled along the Drunense Duinen. For those of you who wonder where that is, that's quite close to the Efteling.
We arrived at our campsite around 4 p.m. Where we were greeted by a closed reception. Luckily the well praised brasserie just opposite of the reception was open where the owner was so friendly to call someone from the campsite. We also got the information that the Brasserie would close at 7 p.m. which was a bummer since I was looking forward to have dinner there and to enjoy numerous of their special beers which I saw on their online advertisement. But since the season hadn't started yet and the owner didn't have a menu yet things were as they were.
The hut was very cozy and we enjoyed the heating very much. When we wanted to put on some tea I had to go to the campsite owner first to ask whether we would need an adapter for the gas bottle. It turned out that an adapter was usually installed on the bottle and that this one in particular had been nicked. But the problem got solved right away and we were able to make some tea.
After that we went to our cabin, had some more tea, read the day's paper and went to bed for a good night of sleep.
After breakfast we went back on the road. We were heading North now and the wind blew in our faces. For the way back I had planned a very straight route and by planning I mean that I only entered the start- and finish points and let the machines do their work. This ended up in a very direct route with about 3 km of forest paths. After that we faced the cold winds and sometimes boring route along the A27. All trips have a moment when you think something in the way of: "Well, it has been very nice. But as far as I am concerned, I would rather be at home, on the sofa, under a blanket now."
Also thoughts like:"What a boring country" and: "!#*?ing wind!" passed my mind.
As an effect of that I can't tell you much more about the way back then this. Of course, I didn't have pain in my knees, my butt, my wrists or my neck. Actually I didn't have pain at all, so there is no reason to whine about. Just imagine how the trip would have been on a normal bicycle...
Besides the bad weather conditions it was a nice day of cycling and it was even nicer to arrive at our destination. Still I am very proud of traveling with four bikes made by my own hands and their riders. And just if you are wondering, I had a great weekend and I would do it again any time.