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Friesland

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  • Day2

    Langweer

    April 27 in the Netherlands ⋅ ⛅ 10 °C

    Nach einer sonnigen Bootsfahrt nach Langweer, das wir nur pünktlich zum Abendessen erreicht haben, weil ich durch zwei riskante Überholmanöver von Lastschiffen, mit dem rasanten Tempo von 12 Knoten😴 über die Kanäle geflogen bin.😉 Am Abend hatte Uwe in einem urigen Restaurant einen Tisch bestellt und wir haben leckere Steaks und Fisch gegessen. Mein 2tes Rib-Eye war dann auch genial. (Das erste medium rare bestellte war leider Schuhsohle🤑) nach dem Essen haben wir dann noch vor dem Restaurant die Genever Bestände des Restaurants vernichtet 😏 Wie im letzten Jahr musste der Wirt wieder beim Nachbarn Nachschub holen. Danach ging es auf unseren Kutter und das Führerhaus wurde zur Bar umfunktioniert. Ritchy hat dann seinen 95 %igen Spritus rausgeholt, sodass der Abend für mich um kurz nach 12:00Uhr gelaufen war.🙄 Einge Feierbiester haben noch bis 4:00 Uhr gemachtRead more

  • Day3

    Lemmer

    April 28 in the Netherlands ⋅ ⛅ 10 °C

    Der gestrige Morgen empfing uns grau in grau mit Nieselregen🌧dennoch waren wir fast alle zum Auslaufen gewaschen und gestriegelt und mit einem Frühstück versorgt 😁 naja, die Brötchen vom Vortag sorgten dafür, dass alle recht schnell satt waren☹ auch Richy konnte gegen 11:00 Uhr schon wieder Tageslicht ertragen 😎. Auf ging es zu unserem nächsten Zielort Lemmer. Nach anfänglich problemloser Fahrt gab es große Diskussionen bezüglich der Fahrrinne. Da unser Capitano Uwe natürlich das letzte Wort hatte, saßen wir dann kurz darauf auf einer Sandbank.🙈 Tosende Stürme und ein unlenkbares Boot führten dazu, dass sich so langsam Panik unter den Passagieren breit machte. SOS Funksprüche und Leuchtraketen blieben unbeantwortet und unbeachtet. In dem Chaos vergisst natürlich auch der erfahrene Krisenreporter mal Fotodokumentationen zu vergessen🙈Nach einer gefühlten Ewigkeit erlöste eine größere Welle das Boot und die mittlerweile ausgemergelte Crew aus der misslichen Situation😲 Gegen 13:00 Uhr liefen wir dann in Lemmer ein und die Crew wurde mit Kibberlingen und lecker Bierchen wieder aufgepäppeltet. Anschließend mussten wir dann auch das erste Mal schleusen. Dann haben wir unseren Ankerplatz in der Marina von Lemmer erreicht. Nachdem wir den Getränkestand wieder auf normales Maß aufgebunkert hatten ging es dann wieder einmal lecker Essen, wo wir uns Fisch, Fleisch und Geflügel schmecken lassen. Besonders lecker wäre die Stints zur Vorspeise. Anschließend gab es noch einen Absacker in einer richtigen Partykneipe, (Richy besuchte derweil einen Gayclub😂)bevor wir dann denn Abend und den frühen Morgen im Führerhaus unseres Boots beendet haben.Read more

  • Day1

    Das Boot ist übernommen

    April 26 in the Netherlands ⋅ ☁️ 14 °C

    Angekommen und gleich geht's erst einmal Kibbelinge essen, legga 👍danach wurde das Boot übernommen, eingeräumt und die Einweisung erteilt. Nachdem jeder auch noch seinen Knoten geübt hatte, ging es dann los🛳

  • Day6

    Friesland, Family, Friendship & Farewell

    April 30, 2018 in the Netherlands ⋅ ☁️ 8 °C

    Its been a busy wonderful few days and it’s time to carve out some time and space to share my thoughts and feelings. We are currently sitting on our 3rd flight and are on our way to Keflavik. We’re all in one row again so I’m separated from the kids by an aisle. Trevor is snoozing at the far end of the row in a window seat and is beside Liam, who is self-sufficiently on his phone or watching a show. Ava and Nolan are sipping on their free drinks and watching shows as well. Meanwhile, the toothless wonder seems to be switching between his iPad, retrieving gum from his backpack, putting his tray table out, putting his tray table back up, squeezing himself between his seat and the seat in front of him to pick up dropped headphones, reaching past Ava to ask me a question and so on. Ava and Nolan don’t seem bothered by his antics and he’s smart enough not to bang into the person in front of him (thanks to a few reminders about airplane etiquette earlier) so I’ll leave him be to sort himself out and carry on with my journaling.

    It feels a bit strange to already be on our way to Iceland. The days have felt long but here I sit now already three quarters of our way through our trip. In the blink of an eye, the Netherlands portion has whirled by. We’ve managed to see and do just about everything on our wish-list, which of course made for busy days. We planned a relatively short stay and felt we needed to make good use of time. Within reason, we kept to our schedule and saw and visited and hit up the sights we hoped to see.

    A few days ago we said goodbye to the South and headed North to the long awaited reunion. We were originally hoping to meet up in the morning with Trevor’s cousin Ignarts and his fiancé Joke at a new info centre near the sea wall but practicality and tiredness prevailed and we decided to meet in Wier at the gathering instead. After a busy morning of packing, tidying and rallying sleepy kids, we were soon sitting snugly in our NOT-a-minivan small SUV and were waving goodbye to our beautiful rented home. The rainy drive went smoothly and we even fit in a short stop on the sea wall to overlook the ocean and fresh water lake, which 4/6’s of TELNAS partook in (the TEAN portion) and the remaining 2/6’s chose to stay dry in the car. During a second stop for a necessary washroom break at a convenient nearby McDonald’s, the opportunistic kids used some of their 40 euro to try a sampling of chicken McNuggets (which I suspect was in hopes of avoiding the pre-made boring sandwiches I’d packed). Well, did you know the chicken nuggets in Netherlands are far superior to those from Canada? The reports are that they are much less greasy! ;)

    The reunion was held in a newly renovated town school house. I was later to learn that Trevor’s cousin and wife had a large hand in the building’s restoration and current use. A perfect gathering place for sisters, brothers, aunts, uncles, wives, husbands, cousins, new little ones and welcomed family and new friends visiting from Canada to gather and be together for an afternoon. It was overwhelmingly wonderful to witness Trevor reconnect with his family after many years and a privilege for me, Ava and Sullivan to be accepted and welcomed so warmly by everyone. I continue to process my many conversations and chats, sorting names I’ve heard and read on the family tree for months now with faces, warm hand shakes and kisses on my cheek. I watched our four kids attempt to integrate and make connections of their own, at their own pace and in their own ways to suit their personalities. From almost 16 to newly 8 years old, all four successfully relaxed into the crowd as only time, confidence and bravery can provide.

    Food, treats and drinks were in abundance thanks to those tirelessly organizing behind the scenes. A large group picture was organized outside and May, Trevor’s cousin’s wife, who happens to be a photographer, took the shots. I’ve seen a few now, which have quickly circulated on Facebook and whatsapp and they look great. It is such a large group and you see the magnitude when looking through the lens of the camera. Trevor and I have had many moments throughout this trip where we wish for the rest of his family to be here, most especially his dad and mom. We felt this most intensely at the reunion as we watched his three aunts chat and the whole family mill amongst one another so comfortably. Many well wishes and hellos were sent back with us and we fully intend to pass them along when we’re back in Canada.

    We are now two hours into our flight and I’ve nearly written a small novel. In the interest of sparing you all the details of our time in Friesland all at once, I’ll adjourn here and save the update from day two for another post. Hopefully I can squeeze in some time to look back to our last full exploration day in Holland before life in Iceland takes over. It’s now time to turn my head toward customs, chilly weather, motorhome rental, grocery fetching, a three hour drive to Vik all the while helping to steward four tired kids who will most likely be stary-eyed and full of adrenaline for the aforementioned tasks ahead for TELNAS.

    Until then, wish us well.
    Xo
    E
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  • Day5

    3am

    April 29, 2018 in the Netherlands ⋅ ⛅ 8 °C

    It’s 3 am and all are asleep. Well, except for me that is. Maybe I have too many words that are bursting to get out so I need to write. Or, maybe I’ve just had my obligatory 6 hours that I’m far too used to so my mind and body are ready to get life’ng. Or, maybe I’m full of jet lag still and am still on netherlands time. Whatever the reason, I’m quite content laying here listening to the quiet sounds of the icy snow pinging off the outside of the camper, the crew breathing softly all around me and the quiet hum of the heating system.

    We’ve camped for the night just outside Geysir and Gullfoss at an all year round spot. It has all the amenities. Snack bar restaurant dining hall with a stage for summer camp multi purpose room, mini putt course, hottub and even proper flush toilets and showers at our disposal. After a monster day of seeing the sights on very little sleep we arrived to this spot about 7 pm.

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    Clearly, I didn’t finish this post. Such small quarters that the light is my phone was disturbing Trevor. Fast forward several nights. I sit here now with our motor home all clean, relaxing for a few moments in the beautiful Tjaldsaedi Grindavík campsite common room. I’ve had so many thoughts and words exploding out of me for this blog but not a moment in our schedule to write. I hope to catch up some today and then hopefully more when we get home.

    My first order of business in this choppy post is to go back a few nights and a plane ride to the Netherlands and share some musings on our last day in Friesland.

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    One more interruption - fast forward a bit more. Lunch, packing up and cleaning the motorhome interrupted your regular programming of this blog post. We’re now at the airport nice and early. There was, let’s just say, a wee bit of Icelandic wind last night. The motorhome rattled and banged as the winds off the oceans whipped by the little campground we stayed at. We were fairly protected by the building and berm that was built by the campground but even still, we woke often as only one does when irrational late night thoughts take over. Will we tip over, should we reposition the camper more toward the wind, what will the drive be like tomorrow, will there be a foot of snow on the ground, will we miss our flight, will we have to stay in Iceland forever, will the volcano erupt! Thankfully, a warm shower, the sun rise and a chat with the local person at the campground office brought us back to reality. We felt ready to make the drive to the motorhome return place and knew all was going to be ok. And it was.

    Ok folks, back we go. Let’s chat about our tour of Friesland and the stops we made. Four or so days ago now we woke for our last morning at Trevor’s cousin’s beautiful cottage in Heeg. The cottage had the perfect number of beds for the six of us and was very comfortable, warm and just what we needed. Although it was rainy on and off for our time in northern Holland we still enjoyed the view of the lake, sail boats navigating the waters and water! Water everywhere. Trevor has done an incredible job driving us around many roads that we certainly are not used to in Canada. The NOT a minivan small SUV was a blessing in disguise at times when driving along a tiny rural road or navigating the many lanes of traffic and speed limits of 130 around the big cities.

    We had a quiet morning so the kids could rest. Laundry churned, warm baths and showers were had and iPad wifi time was revelled in. These planned down times have been much needed but they zoom by in a flash. Before we knew it, it was time to get ready to head into Sneek to meet up with Joke for brunch. She recommended this lovely warm restaurant that had a large menu catering to all tastes. And by this I mean they served chicken fingers and fries, which suited a few of our crew quite nicely. the kiddos were showing some wear today. Some grump moments and a bit on one another’s nerves. I think we all could have used a full day of slow but that wasn’t in the cards. After some fuel, we set off on the hunt for Dutch Pokemon. Sully has been on the lookout this whole trip, determined to prove that Pokémon are only in English and Japanese. Boy would it have been crazy to find Pokémon cards in Dutch! But alas, we did find some at a toy store and they were in fact in English. He spent nearly all of his allotted Euros on a booster pack and was one happy kid.

    After some more shops and poking around the downtown we said our thank you’s and goodbyes to Joke and headed back to the cottage to regroup before our afternoon/evening plans commenced. Next up was a stop in Tzum to drive by the home where Trevor’s dad was born and to visit the church and cemetery of his grandparents. Although we didn’t stay long at either place, it was very meaningful to take the time to see them in person.

    We carried on north and headed to the town of Franeker to stop at the planetarium museum. After nearly having a heart attack parking the car beside a canal, we found our way into the museum. As has been the case on this adventure a bit, we didn’t leave quite enough time to really take in this treasure. The museum highlights the life and genius of Eise Eisinga, a young brilliant mind who created a planetarium in the 1700’s in his spare time. I would love to go back again some day to have a second longer tour. It’s definitely something I’ve added to my “research and learn more about later” list from this trip. the kids enjoyed it to varying degrees based on their ages and tiredness levels but overall, we all took something meaningful from this experience.

    By this time the kids needed a bit of a release so the next stop was perfect. We stopped at the dykes and had a run around, learning more about why this is critical for the Netherlands. The kids just couldn’t fathom the size and need. I wonder how their minds will process this kind to info going forward as they learn through school and life about water and resource management. A good bit of fresh air was perfect before a nice dinner at another of Trevor’s cousin’s. Gerbrich and her partner Ship had a lovely dinner for us. We had a nice long chat and lost track of time a wee bit. Time management on a trip is always tricky - it’s limited, we want to connect and visit for as long we possible and we’re also managing 4 kids all at the same time. Time slips away faster than we would have thought possible.

    A bit of a drive back to the cottage and straight to bed for all. Packing, cleaning the cottage and travel lay ahead. Our 5 nights in Holland was at an end and we certainly had mixed feelings about the transition from our Holland adventures with the connection and help of family to the camping motorhome ruggedness of Iceland. Sleep and game faces were prepared; we were ready.
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  • Day834

    Gorredijk

    October 8, 2018 in the Netherlands ⋅ ⛅ 15 °C

    We have crossed into Friesland, a region famous for its black and white cattle and whose official language is Frisian, not Dutch.
    The 4 place camperplaats on the outskirts of Gorredijk is adjacent to the main canal and bordered on one side by a smaller tributary canal that has no bridge. This makes our spot into a dead end and we appreciate the quiet this brings. Moored to the opposite bank there are some houseboats; basically floating platforms with a wooden clapboard box on top. They have large rectangular windows and look spacious compared to the narrowboats we are used to seeing in the UK.

    A small brick built facilities block next to us provides a toilet, shower and washroom for boats and vans alike. It is 50c to get in to the room containing just one small sink but once in, Vicky made good use of the piping hot water to handwash our clothes, without having to worry about refilling the tank, disposing of the grey water, depleting the gas supply or flattening the battery. She had great fun using the mangle attached to a wooden post outside; its a real novelty!

    It was Monday when we arrived - closing day in the Netherlands, but we took a walk into town anyway. People were really friendly and our neighbour, obviously a regular of the camperplaats, tells us we can have a free coffee and get cake samples at one of the supermarkets! He also tells us of the problems there have been with vans overcrowding the area. At one point there were 25 vans here, they overspilled the four allocated spots, parking on the residential street and blocking drives. The police ended up issuing warnings then fines, but on both nights we stayed, there were one or two extra vans. We might not like the restrictions certain countries such as this one have on van parking, but we do respect them, especially when they go to the effort of providing free places to stay. It is a shame that some others don't, because we can see their actions leading to the camperplaats being closed down.

    Looping back to the nearest bridge, we crossed over and made our way to Gorredijk's quiet town centre. The few trees planted along the towpath were donning their autumn colours, glowing and reflecting off the water in the warm afternoon sun. Despite being brick built, the houses we passed had an individuality to them, whether it be their dutch barn style rooves, their strikingly painted wooden shutters or the seasonal window displays many had arranged. People took pride in their surroundings and this coupled with the friendly 'hello's we were greeted with, had us feeling good even before we reached the mainstreet.

    A few establishments were open, including a health food shop advertising CBD oil, something that until recently was still illegal to buy, posses or sell in the UK and over which there is still some confusion. We picked up a few bits and bobs and Will helped himself to a free coffee at the supermarket before we took a pleasant walk back to the van. Most of the time we weren't in town, Will spent sitting on the bank fishing in the sunshine. He caught quite a few small Bream and he cooked two as starters for our evening meal. Unfortunately they tasted like mud due to the water they'd been swimming in. Any fish he caught after this, he put straight back, including the good sized one.

    As night fell, it drew out a warmth as large windows in the house opposite and the houseboat beside it shone rectangular blocks of golden light to illuminate the water and give a cosy feel.

    We returned to town the following day and explored the smaller streets, finding a bakery, a wool shop and an eco friendly food store. We chatted with the owner while gathering what we needed, answering their questions about our journey. When it came time to pay, Will began counting out his copper cents to make up the exact amount. To our surprise the owner told us that they aren't used in the Netherlands, that totals were rounded to the nearest 5c. They seemed a bit surprised we didn't know, but insisted on accepting the 7c of coppers and popping them in the charity pot. After 28 months on the road this is yet another first, although it does seem strange that items are still priced in a way that requires coppers to make the total.
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  • Day162

    Day 163: Wouda & Shokkland

    July 27, 2017 in the Netherlands ⋅ ☁️ 19 °C

    More World Heritage sites today! First up was a long drive (1 hour 15 minutes!), to the north-east of Amsterdam. Our destination was the DF Woudagemeer steam-powered pumping station, a very different world heritage site! Basically this is a huge water pumping station, built to pump water out of the polders and farmland and back into the North Sea. It's unusual in that it's powered by steam turbines, rather than diesel, coal or anything else. Built in the 1920s, it still operates today though only in emergencies.

    We bought tickets for the tour and spent some time going through the exhibition. They also showed us a 3D movie about the process for starting up the steam pumps - it was about five years old so obviously produced at the height of 3D-film-mania, and today it felt a little naff and dated. But still interesting.

    Before long we headed off onto our tour, given in English by an older gent. He took his time going around the pumping station, explaining various parts of it and how they worked. Lots of enthusiasm which was nice to see, and I got some good footage of the interior as well.

    Finished our filming but we were way behind schedule for the day! Whoops. Had a hurried late lunch at McDonalds and then headed to our second WHS for the day, about 20 minutes drive south.

    This was the area of Shokkland, notable because it's the oldest-known settled area in the Netherlands. People had lived on this peninsula since the stone age, but as the seas intruded more and more into the country it eventually became an island. The storms got so bad that the island eroded down to almost nothing, and the last remaining inhabitants evacuated in the 18th century.

    A century or so later, land reclamation efforts meant that the island gradually became part of the land around it, and these days it's a slightly-elevated area of grass, surrounded by farmlands and several kilometres from the sea. It's very weird!

    We drove to a few points of interest, filming and looking at things including a sea-wall, a ruined church and the remains of a light-house! Cool to see, but you really had to use your imagination to get the most out of it I think.

    Back to the car where we drove the couple of hours back to our houseboat, stopping only briefly at the supermarket to pick up some supplies for dinner.
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  • Day5

    Brandaris Race 2017

    October 21, 2017 in the Netherlands ⋅ 🌧 12 °C

    Am ersten Segeltag geben wird gleich es gleich Vollgas. Wir nehmen am Brandaris Race 2017 teil. Die Regatta startet in Harlingen. Ziel ist Terschelling. Gestartet wird in unterschiedlichen Klassen. Die Boreas logischerweise bei den Tjalken. Nach einer kurzen Einsegelrunde, für mache die erste Segelerfahrung ihres Lebens. - für Alle auf jeden Fall die erste Erfahrung als gemeinsame Crew. Um kurz nach 11:00 fahren wir mit vollen Segeln, angetrieben von fünf Windstärken, als Startnummer 43 am Startschiff vorbei ....Read more

You might also know this place by the following names:

Provincie Friesland, Friesland, Frisia, Frise, Fryslân, 프리슬란트 주, Frēsland, Frísia, Фрисланд

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