Friday, July 20, 2012

Wijk bij Duurstede and Wageningen



map coordinates:  51o58’14.31”N  5o20’59.84”E  &  51o57’20.03”N  5o38’53.49”E

Well, we’ve had an eventful week!   We left Gorinchem on Sunday and stopped at Vianen again before turning east for the Rijn.  The rain followed us.  The first interesting thing, we were accosted by an elderly Dutch sailor in Vianen.  He sailed past us in the moorings about an hour after our arrival and recognized our boat from when it was new!!!  He seemed to have a wonderful time checking out what was original, what was new, and telling us all about it.  Unfortunately, I only understood about a third of what he said as he only spoke rapid colloquial Dutch.  But great fun and he gave us a lot of contacts so we can learn more.  We stayed on a bit hoping to meet up with a friend from French class in the States, but that was not to be.  We've been going through the (medium sized to-) big locks with the really big Rhine freighters, but that's OK.  When everything's big, you just stay out of the way.  The "fun" experience was coming out of Vianen and being told to come into a small oval lock behind one of the big guys.  There were already a bunch of pleasure boats there, so we had to squeak in between his (rotating) propeller and the lock gate, and then hold that position till the lock closed, filled, opened, and everyone else got out.  That WAS exciting.  We're still alive, so I guess we did OK.

Then it was on to Wijk bij Duurstede on the Rijn.  I’ve been to Wijk several times with Jeannet over the years, yet I never spent enough time there to realize what a lovely place it is.  



Still didn’t see much of it this time as we were there to meet Jeannet so I could visit the 2 week lace class she still teaches every summer.



The ladies in the class were really nice and I was able to visit with a dear Austrian lady I first met 19 years ago. That was wonderful, and I even got to make some lace.  We were moored next to a big 100+ year old antique tjalk owned by a friend of her daughter's,



and Mirjiam and Peter were there to welcome us into the harbor, get us settled, and stay for a short visit.



THANK YOU GOD!!! that I nailed the mooring in spite of nasty winds, currents, and one of those big river cruise ships that pulled into the harbor ahead of us and made maneuvering in the congested harbor even more difficult.  Also, a lot of antique boats we didn’t want to damage.   --- I hate looking like an abject fool in front of people I know, it's bad enough when no one knows you and you're just making the US flag look bad. Later that evening, Jeannet was finally able to visit our boat and have dinner with us.



Now we're in Wageningen, in the east of the country, and heading for Arnhem, site of the WWII battle that was Field Marshall Montgomery's disaster.   There's also an open air museum of Dutch regional history and life that Bill needs to see (and I would really love to visit again).  Where we are moored now isn't exactly the most picturesque spot I've ever seen, and it's expensive, but it's got electricity, WiFi, and access via a half hour walk to most things we need.  We’re here for 2 nights to rest and then on to Arnhem, maybe for as much as a week.  We're fighting the Rijn (Rhine) currents and burning a lot of diesel while not making good time.  Though not difficult, it’s very draining.  When we head back west next week or the week after progress should be much better. Where we are now, they gave us the slip with the training wheels when we came in.



Probably a good thing as I’m too tired now for much beyond a cold beer and maybe later a walk into town.

Bill commented that I’d posted a photo of my souvenir for the year but not what he found, so here it is:



We’ve been looking for a barometer for the boat but they’ve all been terribly expensive.  We found one at the flea market in Gouda for €7, it works really well, and it’s a classic style – or it would be if we lived in an ancient hunting lodge.  We were also visited by a mother coot mooching stale bread for her late season babies. 



Can’t say I’ve ever seen uglier babies, sorry Mama Coot.

Anyway, that’s it for now. More shortly from Arnhem.

Tot volgende keer!

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