We
packed and were on the road by about 10am as planned. I had sorted out a place
to stop after an hour, and a lunch spot, both geared around caches but also
with minor detours from the motorway.
The
first took us to where we stopped to take a photo. We then went into the town
for a coffee for the driver. It was easy parking and a nice bakery.
Stop
2 was in Ganderkesee where there was a church I wanted to visit. This was also
our lunch stop. While I wandered around the church Katherine wandered the
village area and found an Italian restaurant. Then Katherine went back with me
to help me find a feature I had missed, which proved to be a WW2 memorial to 2 RAF
crew. I could also go inside the church as it was listed as having a most
impressive organ. Katherine said that sounded a bit dodgy.
Unfortunately,
at the restaurant, all the outside tables were taken, but we were comfortable
sitting inside, and the meal was fine.
We
were then back in the car and on mainly motorways as we headed for the
Netherlands. We were always going to go over the Afsluitdijk which is rhe road
that we recalled fondly that went through the North Sea. Sadly, it was not
quite as nice as we remembered, mainly because we had forgotten that the view
was not available on both sides for much of the time the whole length and also it
was quite chilly, with the wind blasting in from the north.
The
drive then was in North Holland, which we have enjoyed in the past. It is
always neat and tidy, with the odd windmill. We arrived at our Bnb which is
called Dijk43 because it is on a street by a dijk, and our loft room had a view
of the water. We have breakfast provided here which made one less bag to move
in.
Our
Bnb was chosen near Alkmaar and our arrival timed so we could go to the first
night cheese market of the season. I knew it was very touristy, but we are
tourists!! There was a map at our Bnb which told us the parking areas in the
town and we parked in a building a couple of minutes’ walk away.
We
turned the corner to find the noise, crowds and activity. The commentary was in
a mix of languages, including English, but we never did work out exactly what
was happening. There were clearly some teams and people were wearing hats with
bands in different colours. They loaded rounds of ‘cheese’ onto trays which
were carried by 2 people with straps over their shoulders who managed to run
while still keeping the trays level. We were not sure if there was a
competition or if it was just a display. It was oddly fascinating.
There were also women in traditional outfits wandering around and having photos taken, while
also selling cheese bags. These contained cheese, a cheese knife and cheese cookies in them and
were a good price if we had wanted one.
We
finally went around the market area as well. There was a lot of cheese for
tasting and for sale, but also other market stalls. We turned down the
opportunity to find our weight in cheese but John did take a cheesy photo of
Katherine and me with our heads popped through a lage cheese model.
We were not that hungry after our cheese tasting, having especially liked the
truffle cheese. So our evening meal
became cheese toasties and then a shared plate of belgian pancakes (pofertjes)
with Baileys and whipped cream as a topping. We then walked around part of the
town because it was attractive and still light at 9pm, and a very pleasant
temperature.
We took some lovely photos in the evening as we strolled around the canals. There were lots of people on the canal enjoying the warm evening.
We then returned to our accommodation after a pleasant day.
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