Thursday, July 17, 2014

York England - Part 1

Traveling in York - 2014
Gates to York

The main reason for us heading up to York was because my other half is a serious model railway enthusiast. Our coffee table at home houses tracks and locos. The whole setup actually works. Lights go on and his trains move around the track. A great way to start conversations in our house.

Train Museum
York has one of the biggest Model Railway Expos every year. My other half was all keen to visit the show. Not only that, York has the biggest railway museum in the world. And it's free! Sort of. They ask for a donation at the door. The train museum has so many trains and videos and information boards that you really need to put aside a fair amount of time to take it all in.

York is synonymous with the York Minster, Easter eggs and chocolate, Vikings, cats, trains, River Ouse, ghost tours, the Romans and Emperor Constantine who lived there. It's halfway between London and Scotland and was a favourite stop-over in days gone by.

We went by train from London's Kings Cross. Just arriving at York station is an attraction in itself. It's one of the most beautiful and well preserved Victorian railway stations in the
York Station
world.

We booked at our usual - IBIS Hotel, (no we don't get paid to say that). The IBIS in York is near the racecourse which turned out to be the venue for the Expo. We wanted to do a Park Run in York and that's also at the racecourse. So it was a good choice with hindsight. Park Runners will like that the racecourse as it's flat. York have a big group. Park Runs occur every Saturday morning around the world for a timed 5 kilometre run. It's free, but you have to register and get a bar code.

Roman ruins
York is not a big place and we easily took in the sights on foot. Once we had checked in, we located the Tourism Info, loaded up on brochures and went back to the hotel to decide what to do. We had Internet in our room so also did a Google search on York.

We're both terrible at taking relaxing holidays. Every single trip, we do the same thing. We find out as much as we can, can't bear to choose and try to do it all. You would think with York being such a small place AND we had four nights at the hotel, that we would have had time to chill. But no.

York was originally called Yorvik by the Vikings who settled there. You can see where it gets it's modern name. They have a free tour every day given by volunteers. We figured that would be a great way to start. It was supposed to be 90 minutes but was more like two hours. Which was fine as we learned a LOT.


Church Goodramgate going back to 12th century
Apparently below the foundations of the city lie relics and artifacts that will never be recovered. Each time they excavate in York teams of archaeologists get involved as special items are discovered.

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Thursday, July 3, 2014

Oystercatcher Trail Part 2

Bedroom at one of the Sandpiper Cottages

Black Oystercatcher Hike - 2014

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The cottages were nicely decorated and comfortable. We had welcome drinks and snacks waiting for us. After a nice hot bath or shower we all met at one cottage for sundowners before heading to the Leisure
Bathroom at a Sandpiper Cottage
Centre where we had more sundowners on the deck and then supper. The tour organisers pride themselves on making authentic South African food. Food like Babotie, Karoo lamb, I really don't think they have catered for so many vegans before. If any at all. One chef bought a vegan recipe book and had been practicing. She did well.

Day Two was beach hiking
The next day we had breakfast at the Leisure Centre and were bundled into a van and taken back to where we finished the day before. We resumed our hike. If Day One was about the coast and cliffs, Day Two was mostly flat and along the beach. Day Two was 12 kilometres.

There is abundant wildlife in the area. Various buck, wild cats such as the caracal, mongoose and genets, penguins, eagles, cranes and gulls are amongst the creatures that can be spotted in the area. We were looking out for Southern Right Whales which are present from January to May and again from September to November. Dolphins are present all year round. Amongst the bird life are of course the black Oystercatchers. Turns they eat mussels and not oysters. They are unique to a strip of the South


African coast. The Oystercatcher Trail is right
Black Oyster Catchers
in the middle of this strip. We saw loads of them on the beach.

The key thing with a group of people traveling together is - getting along. It’s hard. People all want different things from a holiday. A sure fire recipe for tension. We had a nice group. We chatted so much we probably missed on wildlife spotting.
Preparing for a swim in a lagoon
Suppertimes were fun with lots of bawdy commentary. Our organiser asked us to have awards for dumb things. At first I wasn’t so keen. Seemed a bit, well, high school. But the guy nominated to give the awards did it in such a way, it was bags of fun.

Day Three was 21 kilometres. Um, that’s a half marathon! Not going to lie, I was a bit anxious about it. Especially shortly after we got going and scrambled up an almighty hill. Fortunately the rest of course was a LOT easier. That didn’t stop me climbing up a dinkum sand dune later in the day. How could I not?

The organisers brought us lunch al fresco. I’m talking a proper table with a cloth, stainless steel cutlery, pasta and salad, drinks and fruit.

Day Three
A person could almost never move again. But we got going and headed to the finale, which was a boat trip along the Gourits River.
The end almost never came. We walked and walked and just could not find the boat. And then - there it was. We took off our shoes. Stepped on board and went across the river. Very. Very. Slowly. Heaven.

On the boat were ice cold beers. A few brave folk were swimming in the river next to the
River boat on Gourits River
boat. Eish. On the other side the crew collected us and took us back to our cottages for a hot shower and if you wanted - a massage or treatment at the Leisure Centre.

The staff were amazing. Real warm proper South African hospitality. I loved the rustic charm of the cottages. The sincere efforts of the chefs to cater for vegans. They did a fabulous job. The beauty of the coast and time out to enjoy it all. It doesn’t get much better!



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Hiking up a dune Day Two








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Thursday, June 19, 2014

Oystercatcher Trail Part 1

Oystercatcher Trail South Africa - 2014
Ana's Place Mossel Bay

Where do I start with the Oystercatcher Trail? Firstly I’m ashamed to say I’d never heard of it. Apparently National Geographic rated it as one of the top trips of a lifetime in 2007 AND in 2008. BBC classed it as one of the 30 unforgettable walks to do before you die. And good old Getaway (local South African travel magazine) called it one of the top South African hikes. Just goes to show how little I
Ana's Place views
know.

We were invited by some friends to make up a party for a three day hike. Organisers tailor the walk to suit your available time and budget. Our party went for that particular organiser’s Silver option. The package included a full time guide, all meals plus snacks and comfortable accommodation. Our friends who arranged it opted for slack-packing, so we didn't have to carry anything other than a small back-pack with water, a swimming costume, our snacks and sunscreen.

It's actually a four day hike (day one doesn't count as it's arrival day) but it was trimmed down to three days to fit into a long weekend. The other big bonus was we were with a few other vegans. The
St Blaize Cave
organisers usually focus on South African cuisine but agreed to 50% vegan catering for us. More on that later.

We all drove down individually to Mossel Bay which is at the start of the Garden Route and met at a plush guest house called Ana's Place. My other half and I got there last. We found the others enjoying complementary drinks and snacks on a wide balcony overlooking the bay. Serious views.

They made a booking at a local restaurant for our evening meal. After a quick freshen up, we walked down to the main town and found our eatery. The food wasn't bad. I don't expect to enjoy eating out with my meat free diet.
St Blaize Cave
And I don’t ever expect vegan food at a restaurant. They actually had a few vegan meals on the menu.

So every year there's a massive motor bike rally in South Africa called the Buffalo Rally. Which happened to be the very weekend we were in town. Let's just say the "Buff" as it's known, is not exactly a high brow affair. Bikers from all over South Africa come to get drunk and shred tyres or
Cliffs on Day One
make a noise. Those that don't - watch those that do. Some folks get hot under the collar about the goings on. I find it a bit of a laugh. I will say the sound of engines revving permeated the
Looking down to ocean Day One
night but my other half and I got some sleep.

Next morning the organisers collected our luggage and moved it to our new accommodation at Sandpiper Cottages in Boggomsbaai. We walked to the local hotel and had breakfast in the restaurant which is right on the rocks next to the sea. Vegans don't do dairy or eggs and our guide soon discovered we weren't properly catered for. Much frantic conferring with the organisers happened and profuse apologies ensued. Luckily the person who made our snack-packs was clued up.

We kicked off our walk at St Blaize Cave. Day One was moderately up and down. We walked along a cliff which had breath-taking views of the coast and ocean. Day One was 15
One of the Sandpiper Cottages
kilometres. We could have included a talk by archaeologist Dr Peter Nilssen at Pinnacle Point but decided against it. Can’t remember why, and with hindsight, I wish we had included the extra walk/talk. We finished our first day at Dana Bay where we were collected and taken to our cottages.

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Thursday, June 5, 2014

Klein Karoo Mc Gregor Part 2

Donkey at the sanctuary

Mc Gregor Klein Karoo

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Saturday morning we raced out to make sure we didn't miss the "short' market. Our city mentality meant we over budgeted time-wise and had LOADS of time to kill. The first marketer pitched long after us. We hid around the corner and waited for the market to start. A whole six stalls happened. We bought at nearly every one. But it was over so fast that we can't be sure it was in fact a market! We bought spinach pies, ginger beer, quiche, milk tart, pea shoots and fresh spinach. While we were waiting for things to happen we got chatting to a local about property prices. OMG!!! A house in Mc Gregor STARTS at just below R1 million. Prices go up to R3 million. Hello! This is a village in the middle of nowhere.

We collected our ethically sourced raw honey from Deli Girls
Donkey sanctuary Mc Gregor
and had a quick cup of tea. Quick because ESKOM power was about to fail and they had to make sure they had hot water. A friendly American joined us and regaled us with tales of his life as a pilot and global traveler. He had decided he wanted to make Mc Gregor his home. He prophesied that Las Vegas and Austin in Texas had a bleak future as water was fast becoming scarce in America. He saw South Africa as a better option to the United States of America. Who knew?

After our tea and conversation we headed off on a
Mc Gregor Winery
wine tour. At Mc Gregor Winery we bought a bargain Ruby Cabernet (R19 per bottle) and a Pinotage (R38 per bottle). No discount for bulk at Mc Gregor Winery. Sigh. Then we went to Tanagra down the road. Prices were a bit steep there (R70 a bottle). We tasted Grappa. Hated it. Not for us. The price (R200 a tiny bottle) didn't help.

We also stopped in at Esseltjerus, a donkey sanctuary. They let you pat the friendly donkeys and you can have a bite to eat. We picked prickly pears off the cacti with a piece of paper. They are yummy but a mission as they have long fine thorns that get stuck in your fingers and are a nightmare to remove.

Came home and soaked up the 35'C sun. Snoozed. Bathed and then went on a village historical walk. There
Greenie at the Saturday market
are four walks to choose from. Mill Walk. Gaol Walk. Graveyard Walk. Church Walk. We did the Mill Walk. After our walk we had a quick drink at the Old Post Office Pub. Then headed back to Temenos for supper. I had a veg curry and my other half had hake en papillote. And yet more Mc Gregor wine. We tried again to see the Temenos gardens but again we were not allowed. Sigh! Staggered home and slept like logs.

We had a slow start to the day. Late brekka and a very late lunch. Lots of snoozing and reading in between. Around 14.30pm we ventured out to do
Kleinberg hiking trail
the The Kleinberg Hike. We found a sign off Voortrekker Street saying 1.5 kilometres. We thought that was the start of the hike. But no. That was - to the start - of the start of the hike.

And we managed to miss the start. We saw a sign saying Kingfisher River but walked on. Luckily a bakkie (pick-up truck) came past and directed us to the start. When we went back, we saw below in much smaller letters, it said Kleinberg Hike. We finally got going with the hike.

The lady at Deli Girls recommended we do the Heron Trail at the Vrolijkheid Nature Reserve. I wish we had
Sign depicting Old Mill historical walk
taken her advice. Apparently they have two hides to observe wildlife. I was not thrilled to see a big baboon sitting at a brick works on the side of the road. Turns out there are lots of baboons around. And they have been known to be violent.

We hotfooted it up the hill but sadly we never got to the top. The signs dried up and we kept getting lost so we gave up and went home.

On the way back we passed the town brass band. I was
Mc Gregor brass band
clapping enthusiastically only to find out later they march at funerals. Major oops. Sunday was a quiet night with home cooking and scrabble.

The next day, Monday, we had a long lie in before we packed up to head back home. We visited the free museum hoping to see the original king James bible with Rob Roy's signature but it was out on loan. It's hardly a big museum. One room, but I could have spent hours reading all the history and looking at the exhibits. Then we set off to have a last lunch en route at Bon Cap organic wine farm. Yummy lunch and nice to be able to get some
Bon Cap wine estate
seriously good organic wines.


Then came the anti climax as we headed back home. I would love to go back to Mc Gregor but I fear many of the other fabulous places we have yet to see in South Africa may take priority. Will keep you posted.

Greenie.

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Thursday, May 22, 2014

Klein Karoo Mc Gregor Part 1

Travel in Mc Gregor Klein Karoo South Africa in 2014
Fireplace Plum Cottage


This was the first South African break we had taken in a while, 2013 was a helluva year for us. We bought a boat in 2012 in The Netherlands and had to sort out a whole bunch of stuff. We made the decision to scale back and let go of our house. It was far too big for the two of us. Which meant we had to de-clutter, fix up, sell, pack up, store and find another home. And once we found another home, of course our furniture no longer fitted, our new home needed some fixing up and phew! At one point I was homeless. At another point I was living in our empty house surrounded by boxes.

Plum Cottage Mc Gregor
Our new lock up and go home meant we could pop off for a weekend breaks. Yay! We get to see a lot of Europe but we want to see more of South Africa. Everyone ALWAYS raves about a little town in the Klein Karoo called Mc Gregor. I've been past the place, but am ashamed to say, never been there. We booked a long weekend at one of the self catering cottages managed by Fountain Place. And looked forward to a break.

The first thing you want to know about Mc Gregor is that it is safe and tranquil. The kind of place you can go to kick back and catch up on rest and relaxation. Not that there aren't things to do. You
Road in Mc Gregor
can hike in the Krans or Vrolijkheid Nature Reserves, go 4 x 4-ing on the Groot Toren trail or try your hand at mountain biking on one of many biking routes. The helpful people at the Tourism Office will ply you with brochures and issue permits if required.

If that all feels a bit too energetic you can visit one of myriad wine estates in the Robertson Wine Valley. Many have restaurants, so you can squeeze in a lunch while you are stocking up on vino. Some offer unusual things such as vertical wine tasting at Estona, blend your own wine at
Sitting on our patio
Excelsior or have a picnic on a river boat at Viljoensdrift.

A little bit of history about Mc Gregor. Of course like ALL places in Southern Africa, the Bushmen were the very first people wandering around. People don't realise that Africans migrated south from central Africa and are NOT indigenous to Southern Africa. The Bushmen unfortunately kept no records. The earliest mention of Mc Gregor is in 1838. Documentation mentions two brothers Alewyn and Johannes Smit being granted a farm called Over Den Berg in that year. (Over Den Berg means - over the mountain - and the village is surrounded by mountains) A Mr. J.S. Naude is recorded as the next owner of the farm in 1861. But Mr Naude had already written a letter in 1856 applying
Deli Girls Mc Gregor
for permission to start a village on his farm, he was most likely the owner a few years prior. No one is sure why he wanted the village, possibly because he wanted shops and provisions closer as Cape Town is almost 200 kilometres away.

Mc Gregor was originally called Lady Grey, after the wife of the British governor of the Cape. Not that she had ever been there. Someone else had also tried to ingratiate themselves with Lord and Lady Grey and there was another village called Lady Grey. This caused much confusion with the postal services. Mc Gregor was commonly
Looking at the lunch menu at Temenos
referred to as "Mc Gregor's Parish" after a much loved Scottish minister who regularly visited the area. It was eventually decided to formally name the village after Reverend Andrew Mc Gregor. A few Mc Gregors lived in the area. The chap who ran the mill and his brother who made whip stocks both lived at the top of Long Street back then. The Mc Gregors came from the West Scottish Highlands. An authentic King James bible can be seen at the museum at inside Tourism Office with what is believed to be Rob Roy Mc Gregor's signature.

By 1919 the population of Mc Gregor was 1000.
Prickly pears grow in abundance
A century later that figure doubled. That's hardly a lot of people. And that is exactly what attracts people to Mc Gregor. They say it lies on the road to nowhere. People come to Mc Gregor to get away from it all. The sort of people who live in Mc Gregor are artists, writers, musicians, healers, yoga and pilates instructors, carpenters, garagistes (garage wine makers), artisan food makers, etc . . Some say Mc Gregor is built on top of ley lines. What are ley lines? Apparently mystical alignments of land forms. It certainly is a peaceful and crime free community.

We arrived Thursday 14.55pm and checked into our cottage, (Plum Cottage) then went up the road to check out the area. We found a Tourism Office. The woman gave us heaps of info, so we came back to cottage and had a big fat read-up. That evening we made a huge salad with veggies we brought with us from home. I had texted organic food producers to find out how
Feasting on prickly pears
we could obtain fresh produce. The lady at the Tourism Office kindly gave us the local fresh organic producers contact details.

Friday morning we had a mini lie-in and got going later than planned. Mad dash to Tourism office for directions to Langwater Farm. Found it after much confusion and got organic veg. Came back to Villagers shop and bought home made soap, olives and other items. Went to Deli Girls across the road and ordered ethical raw honey. Went all the way to Robertson to do a mini shop-up and headed off to the wine farms. Van Loveren's restaurant Christina's had been highly recommended. Their entire menu had ONE vegetarian pizza. Nothing
Neighbour's cottage
else and certainly nothing vegan. Every salad had meat. Gave up and went back to Mc Gregor and found a vegan burger at Tabaldi's Restaurant Temenos. Hoped to see the special garden and shrines, but no such luck. Temenos was having an "international detox" and locals weren't able to see their famous gardens. Came home and did our own yoga workout and baked a bunch of the organic veggies we bought earlier.

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Thursday, May 8, 2014

Barging through the Netherlands - Part 17 - Final

Stowing our glassware before IJsselmeer
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We left Urk knowing there was rubbish weather brewing. All our glassware and breakables were stowed safely. Our boat was rolling a bit, but we only had a short distance to cover and then we entered the Ketelmeer.

We did the short distance in force 3 winds with 3 metre waves on the beam. Do I sound like I know what I am talking about? Don't be fooled. My better half told me that. But you know what? I'm glad we dodged the brewing
Bouncing about on IJsselmeer
storm. We later bumped into people, who told us, they heard on the radio that over 30 boats had to be rescued on the IJsselmeer and Markermeer later that day. Winds climbed to force 7 on the IJsselmeer.

Our next stop was Kampen Buitenhaven. We knew we wanted to stay there coz we had stayed there before. It's a compact harbour. It's walking distance from the city and has full amenities. We tied up at 13.00 by which time the marina was almost full.

Double, double banked boats in Urk
While we were tying up, two more boats came in. Within an hour of us arriving, there was no space left in the marina. This was Saturday 14th September - hardly high season. If we learned anything about the waterways in The Netherlands, it is this - find a marina early! The next day as we
Traditional clothing in Kampen
were leaving - at 10.30am - new boats were already coming in to tie up.

We didn't even try to explore Kampen. We've been there twice, the weather was shite, and it was a Sunday. Nothing happens on Sundays. The following morning, we set off for another "wild" stop en-route to our home marina in Zwartsluis along the Ganze Diep. We were feeling pretty pleased with ourselves and our boat. We entered Ganzesluis (Ganze lock)
Fishing nets in Urk
which was a peasy few inches and as we were about to exit the lock, nothing happened. The lockie motioned us out and I waved at my other half to say "We can go now". To which he replied "If only I had an engine". Turns out the engine wouldn't start.

You have to turn motors off in a lock. NOT the best place to bomb out. The lockie helped us pull our boat out the lock. As it turned out a boat mechanic lived right next to the lock. He wasn't thrilled to be summoned on a Sunday - at lunch time - but he kindly came aboard and ascertained our ignition switch wasn't working. He bypassed it and jump-started the engine to get us going. Then he did it again to show us how to do it. He wouldn't accept money. We
Wild stop near Emmeloord
were beyond grateful and I guess he didn't feel like having his Sunday interrupted with a full-on repair job.

Our over-night mooring was in the middle of farmland. We had cows to the right and sheep to the left. Two other boats were also tied up but we hardly saw or heard them. We were using up food, so it was a meal of left-overs.
Last day in Zwartsluis
Nothing spectacular. We opened a bottle of bubbly to celebrate the last night of our first trip on our very own boat.

The next day, the boat started no problem and we headed straight to Zwartsluis. Our previous berth had been taken but we got an even better place to tie up. We thought we had mastered mooring the boat by now, but we struggled to tie up. In our defence, there was a brisk and gusting wind. We were thankful to get the boat safely in place.

The waterways back to Zwartsluis were quiet and the marina was bereft of people. Just one month earlier before we left Zwartsuis, the boats were full of families and friends. We regularly heard people chattering and the clink of cutlery on crockery. Now mid September, it was starting
Shangri La being lifted out the water
to get cold. We got battered with hail coming back from a mini shop-up in town.

The next day Shangri La was lifted out the canal and put up on the hard. Her water tanks were drained, diesel bug and anti freeze was added to the appropriate tanks, and she was wheeled away by tractor to a large shed to wait for the return of summer. We
The captain climbing a ladder to get on board
stayed on her one more night before leaving to go back home via Amsterdam.

Just like that, our 2013 Netherlands canal boat trip was over. The waterways are filled with boats, canoes, water-skis and people swimming in summer. Then it goes quiet. The canals freeze up and people come back to skate on them in winter. It goes quiet when the canals melt and it starts all over again. Next year we will explore the southern half of The Netherlands.

Watch this space.

Greenie.

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Thursday, April 24, 2014

Barging through the Netherlands - Part 16

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Five metre deep lock at Friese Sluis

The Netherlands has 6 000 kilometres of navigable waterways, which given the size of the country is a LOT. The story of land reclaiming and the polders is fascinating. When we locked down from the IJsselmeer at Lemmer and back up again at Urk, you are in a lock that is 5 metres deep. You realise that you should be underwater. No wonder Dutch people do not pooh pooh global warming theories.

En route in Noordoospolder
Some of the biggest European rivers including the Rhine flow out to sea in the deltas in southern Holland and the narrow channel between Great Britain and the Netherlands funnels water from the North Sea. Heavy rains or a spring tide could be a national disaster. And that's not all.

As the reclaimed land has dried over the years, it has contracted and shrunk. You have contracting
Emmeloord
landmass and rising water levels. The Netherlands have a complicated system of pumping water in and out. They have salt and fresh water areas that require not just water movement but desalination as well. This is all going on at differing times 24 hours a day. The Dutch people are also keen to re-introduce fauna and flora that weren't a consideration when they created the polders. Reclaimed land went toward housing and farming.

Emmeloord to Urk
I wasn't looking forward to bypassing the IJsselmeer and travelling via Noordoostpolder, but I am so glad we did. The Lemstervaart was tree lined with neat farms along the canal. Emmeloord, although new, has been created to incorporate a distinct Dutch look and feel. There was a global potato convention on the go. Noordoostpolder is THE potato growing region. The VVV gave us a leaflet with a list of all the must-do's. You can climb the clock tower above the VVV and get a panoramic view of the city for around €3. We did a day stop, wandered around Emmelooord, had lunch
Market in Emmeloord
and a coffee at HEMA, and got going again to spend the evening in Urk.

As an aspirant vegan I really don't like murdering insects, but the waterways are breeding grounds for all sorts of things that find their way onto a boat. I had to keep our bin far out on the deck so flies wouldn't come in. We kept the door closed after sunset and put up screens on the ports and hatches to keep mosquitoes out. Overnight, spiders would weave webs on our boat. Every morning boat owners, mostly men, wash and sweep their boats with buckets of water from the canals to
Traditional Dutch boat
remove spider webs and dust. It's a morning ritual. My other half would cringe with shame. He had to take it easy with his back and vigorous bends were prohibited.

After tying up in Urk, we headed to the local cafe/pub for a sun downer Afflingem TRIPLE beer. We not sure what the difference is between a single, double and triple beer. Lighter to darker or weaker to stronger? No idea, but triples always taste better and we like to think we're getting more of whatever it is.

Urk is at pains to preserve it's history as a fishing island. It
Beach at Urk
was included into the Noordoostpolder during land reclamation and is now part of the mainland. What to do? On a good day you can join the masses on the white sandy beach, have a drink or a bite the harbour side cafes or take in the museum showcasing traditional fishing and clothing.

 We originally only planned one night in Urk,
Lighthouse in Urk
but ended up spending two nights. The tourist guide says you can visit the 18 m high lighthouse built in 1844. We found a PRIVE sign on the front door so it's clearly a domestic dwelling. Also visit Bethel Kerk (Church) and Church at the Sea. Neither were open when we went past.

What was poignant - was the Fisherman Memorial. Next to a statue of a local woman are the names of people who never came home. Some as young as 8 years old and as recent as 2010. Just wandering the streets is a fabulous way to see the preserved fishing houses of old. And the new - old  - homes.

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