Lines of Limburg

Finding a quiet spot to sleep in the Netherlands was pretty hard last night. There were people and dogs everywhere. Benches all occupied in the forest. At some point, I just pitched next to a side trail in the woods.

It seems the Dutch herbs of last night had the opposite effect and I was awake at dawn. The sky was beautiful though, and so I set out real early to enjoy the Dutch bike trails. I rode through Limbricht towards Roermond and Venlo.

With the sun shining and me making my own breeze, it felt like being on a conveyor belt through the landscape. The Limburg landscape was made of lines, here green, here metallic and here water. By the time I rolled in to a campsite at sunset, I had done a 110 km ride - my longest yet in a day.Read more