Have to smile as I write this. In South Africa I have always associated "Amstel" with beer and it strikes me as odd that it's a river too, albeit one that is the same brown colour. Maybe it tastes the same too :). The manne (safrican guys) were always rude about Amstel drinkers. "Moffies!" they would cry disdainfully, clutching their Castle Lagers in beefy paws.
No, don't ask me to translate.
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The entrance to the Gracht is beyond this narrow bridge. The canal is not much wider. |
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The guy in front was going SOOOO slowly, and the canal is too narrow to pass. Skip nearly nodded off at times. |
It has been yet another warm, sunny day (see yesterday's sky pic), most of it spent on the sweet Grecht canal. Tad dull at times, but still sweet.
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Every now and then the canal widened. A stiffish breeze had gotten up about here and we were juggling around trying to get up to the button to call for bridge service (so tiny and cunningly hidden you can't see it in the photo). Just then a woman popped up out of a canal side house and came running over with the key. |
Things livened up towards the end as we approached the Amstel and we are now tied up on the new quayside moorings in Uithoorn where they have just charged us a princely 16 euros. They have to pay for the new moorings somehow, I guess.
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Today's lock cost 1.50 which I had to put in the shoe. |
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The canal took an abrupt turn right outside the lock. |
We had mooted going on a bit further today until I realised:
a. Uithoorn is an easy 7 km bike ride from Aarlesmere and
b. Aarlesmere is where the world famous flower market is and
c. Friday morning is auction day !!!
So we are going to be up early tomorrow (6-ish) to be at the auction by 7.30.
How fragrant!
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This was a surprise on the Grecht. |
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