<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311900</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 21:18:52 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>MyLinssenExperience -Season 2009</title><description>This blog is about the experience with our ship Cómplice, a Linssen Grand Sturdy 29.9 AC, which was delivered May 2006. Currently she has returned to her roots (Linssen Shipyards) where a new Cómplice is under construction (GS 40.9 sedan), to be delivered in June 2010. This is the fourth season of this blog. Other owners of same make of ship or other skippers are invited to share their experience. Mail to: linssen.experience@gmail.com</description><link>http://mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>linssen.experience@gmail.com (Aad Huijs)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>121</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311900.post-3316906622163090172</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 20:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-17T22:17:18.114+01:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Zeeland 2009</category><title>Good morning</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SyqcM2FzCRI/AAAAAAAABj8/eNjPdlK_aFc/s1600-h/Vianen-Woudrichem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 250px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 289px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416313246358636818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SyqcM2FzCRI/AAAAAAAABj8/eNjPdlK_aFc/s320/Vianen-Woudrichem.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 August 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Merwedekanaal Southside (which means south of river Lek, there is northside as well) we are taking today, is a rather straightforward route, but despite an attractive route to take. The canal is much higher than the meadows on both sides, with hardly any dyke to take ones view away. Navigational traffic mostly consists of motoryachts, mostly in convoy of a handfull, because of the bridge openings. Bridges by the dozen on this stretch, all managed from one point (Vianen). Because of the straightforward canal, they can see you coming from far, and many time you don't need to call. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though these bridges are managed from one point, by now we exactly can predict the opening differences. From the north to the south, coming from Vianen, the Bolgerijnse brug, Zwaanskuikenbrug, Meerkerksebrug and Bazelbrug open immediately (unless an ambulance has to pass, or the public transport bus has to catch its itinary, but bridgekeeper let you know immediately how many minutes you have to wait). The railway bridge is open most of the time, but (of course) closes according the railway itinary (twice the hour). But everytime, from either side, the Schotdeurensebrug is a disaster. No answering the marineradio, not even after a neat "goodmorning", you are kept waiting withhout any information. Especially coming from the south, there is hardly canal width to manoevre, wind mostly blowing from the side, and no place to fix a line for a while to shore. Well, we are not complaining, this is our vacation. We sort of even think that published complaints in motorboat magazines about this lack of service just enforces the nasty habit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SyqfY4AZovI/AAAAAAAABkE/JzeX6x5yLh8/s1600-h/20090808_1915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416316751566185202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SyqfY4AZovI/AAAAAAAABkE/JzeX6x5yLh8/s320/20090808_1915.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Woudrichem historic &amp;amp; yachts harbour, with restaurant on background and Cómplice in the middle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have planned to spend the night in inner city harbour of Gorkum, but when we arrive we have our doubts. Anyhow we cannot approach this harbour (looking nice in pictures) from the north side, because of fixed bridges draft. So we should do so from the south side, taking the main lock to the Merwede river first, and than enter the inner city harbour from the soutside via the old yachts lock. Once we are there, we change plans, and go for the familiar "tried &amp;amp; tested". Several times now we have been in Woudrichem, and all the time we felt at ease in the historic harbour. But we never had dinner in the adjacent restaurant over there, so let us do ourselves a favor. Though rather windy, we are able to make a reservation for the last outside table on the balcony, overviewing the historic and yachts harbour. We enjoy our meal until sunset and the waitress forgetting to bring the ordered dessert. Well, we can do without.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311900-3316906622163090172?l=mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-morning.html</link><author>linssen.experience@gmail.com (Aad Huijs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SyqcM2FzCRI/AAAAAAAABj8/eNjPdlK_aFc/s72-c/Vianen-Woudrichem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311900.post-1154934309059238544</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 18:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-11T10:00:22.534+01:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Zeeland 2009</category><title>The Last Waltz</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 August 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through June &amp;amp; July we enjoyed the "Island(s) of Maurik" during weekends, whenever the weather, family, business and yachtsclub matters permitted. Because of our early season tour to the Friesian Islands, we had "to suffer" - no June tour this year. But frankly, no punishment, the nose on the sand nearb&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SyFKDMBMHbI/AAAAAAAABj0/x4hGhmI_wxQ/s1600-h/20090531_1875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413689645702323634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SyFKDMBMHbI/AAAAAAAABj0/x4hGhmI_wxQ/s320/20090531_1875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;y our home port, a glass of whine on the aft deck, and accompanied by our grandchilds some (part of) weekends. Our grandson Bram must have digged quite some big holes, as during this season the water level had an all time low. Even at one night we lost nearly half a meter, causing some trouble for those other skippers with the nose on the sand, not taking care of such a possibility. Water level in the Maurik area is not a tidal matter, but regulated through the movable weirs at Amerongen and Driel on the Nederrijn. When water supply from the Rhine - coming down from Switzerland - drops so much that the level of the IJssel becomes too low for the barges, the weirs in the Nederrijn are (almost) fully closed. The water at the low side of the weirs simply disappears seawards. You must have noticed there in England!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today our second season 2009 tour starts. The Last Waltz for Cómplice! We are planning to head for Zeeland, and taking a 3-weeks period this time. Last year we had 2 weeks, but experienced such a bit too short, taking into account that (like last year) weather (storm) might make it necessary to stay in harbour for a few days. In addition we promised ourselves to limit our day tours to approx. 4 hours, and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SyFDt59aX-I/AAAAAAAABjs/h9H72rsmAVc/s1600-h/Maurik-Vianen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413682683007623138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SyFDt59aX-I/AAAAAAAABjs/h9H72rsmAVc/s320/Maurik-Vianen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From Maurik such a typical day of that duration going east ends around Vianen. So far, we have always taken the club "De Peiler", west of Vianen on the Lek, as our first stop. This time we like to experience the municipal harbour in Vianen center. We never have, because this municipal harbour so far always was fully occupied. Mainly (typical Dutch) because of its mooring for free. But starting this season one has to pay for mooring, so we reckon a place will be available. And indeed, when we arrive after slightly less than four engine hours, we have a choice. A rather unique experience, no harbour master collecting the money, but a machine teller to pay, like at a parking lot. One ticks ships length, number of passengers and nights, pays with the debt card (sorry forgot to look if credit card suits as well), take out a sticker to put on the shield, and ready for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately the place to moor is not as fancy as advertised. The jetty is fine, but the close adjacent mid-rise appartments take away evening sun rather soon. On the other hand, when one needs to do some shopping, several large supermarkets are around the corner. As we just have started our tour, we don't have to. Fortunately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311900-1154934309059238544?l=mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-waltz.html</link><author>linssen.experience@gmail.com (Aad Huijs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SyFKDMBMHbI/AAAAAAAABj0/x4hGhmI_wxQ/s72-c/20090531_1875.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311900.post-4203729829561549734</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 12:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-22T18:52:27.816+01:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>New Cómplice</category><title>Unfaithful</title><description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;13 June 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 902 engine hours now Cómplice has been our loyal companion. Exactly this is what the Spanish word Cómplice means. Companion. This is our fourth season, and she never let us down. We enjoyed most parts of the Netherlands, and even 3 years after delivery in 2006 occasionally we receive compliments about the looks. We very much like the easy handling, especially in the sometimes crowded ports during high season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for a year now we are dreaming to be unfaithful. Though still a couple of years, retirement is nearing, which brings us to possibility for longer tours, also outside the Netherlands. Such would be more comfortable with a ship with somewhat more space, without the stairs inside. We have shared our dreams with Linssen, and as they are not only builders of fantastic yachts, but good salesmen too, they kept our dreams alive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406940835887579282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SwlQCwSiAJI/AAAAAAAABjc/WbjIMP1UFMA/s400/Afbeelding+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we are heading for Maasbracht for the Linssen 60 years Anniversary. As the chairman of the Linssen Owners Group (LOG) I promised to deliver a speech, and together with the co-board members Peter Janssen and Jan Brummel, we will deliver the new LOG flag with one of the first Linssen yachts, half a century old but completely refurbished by our member Ceryll Beckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But apart from this duty, we intent to enjoy the sunshed barbeque for a hundred or more special guests, and take advantage of the opportunity to have a demo tour with our dreamt ship. The Grand Sturdy 40.9 sedan. And, frankly, we already have done some more than just dreaming. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SwlPFkXr3sI/AAAAAAAABjU/0i-xafXuOK8/s1600/LYBS_SF_130609-114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406939784715951810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SwlPFkXr3sI/AAAAAAAABjU/0i-xafXuOK8/s320/LYBS_SF_130609-114.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are prepared for a good offer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere is right, the sun shines, the demo tour relaxing, and Yvonne Linssen convincing. And we can't refuse the offer... It only takes 20 minutes after the demo tour. Let the champagne arrive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new GS 40.9 sedan will be delivered in June 2010. And our Cómplice, our loyal companion, will return to Maasbracht end of season. But season is not over yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311900-4203729829561549734?l=mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com/2009/11/unfaithful.html</link><author>linssen.experience@gmail.com (Aad Huijs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SwlQCwSiAJI/AAAAAAAABjc/WbjIMP1UFMA/s72-c/Afbeelding+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311900.post-1925209694903218301</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Nov 2009 17:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-20T21:43:41.457+01:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Waddentour</category><title>Ditches &amp; dykes</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Swbc25ArORI/AAAAAAAABik/Rk0aJT0L0hw/s1600/AR+knooppunt+Maarssen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 218px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406251238279559442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Swbc25ArORI/AAAAAAAABik/Rk0aJT0L0hw/s320/AR+knooppunt+Maarssen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;30 May 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last part of our Waddentour includes a less pleasant stretch to go. Specifically the part of Amsterdam-Rijnkanaal between Maarssen and south of Utrecht is not only very busy with barges, but mainly also because waves bounce back from rectangular sides all the time and every direction. The exit south of Maarssen from the Vecht to the Amsterdam-Rijnkanaal is particularly dangerous because of the lack of any sight on the passing barges upon entering the AR Kanaal, because of the Opburenbrug right at the exit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dangerous crossing at Maarssen and prefered way to enter Amsterdam Rijn kanaal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is strongly recommended by the Rijkswaterstaat to radio the traffic post (channel 61) and tell that you are upon entering the AR Kanaal at the Opburenbrug, so they can and will tell you if any traffic near (as they see by radar). At the same time the nearing traffic will have listened as well so they know you are coming. For anyone that has planned to go via AR Kanaal, a pdf file with crossings and advised way to enter the AR Kanaal is available on the internet (see left box with links). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Swb_FYXDDyI/AAAAAAAABi8/wJes987CQd8/s1600/Maarssen-Maurik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406288870608408354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Swb_FYXDDyI/AAAAAAAABi8/wJes987CQd8/s320/Maarssen-Maurik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From Maarssen to the river Nederrijn (near our home port) it would be perfectly possible to go in almost straight line via the AR Kanaal, but rather boring. As we have plenty of time we prefer to exit the AR Kanaal at earliest possibility, taking the Merwedekanaal at Zuidersluis south of Utrecht. Passing Jutphaas and the lock at Vreeswijk, and we are on the Lek, which becomes the Nederrijn close to our home port. But we are not going to home port yet, and take place with the nose on the sand less than a mile from home port. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SwbkY_ohueI/AAAAAAAABi0/Zg-zC5VjPoc/s1600/20090531_1865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406259520754268642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SwbkY_ohueI/AAAAAAAABi0/Zg-zC5VjPoc/s400/20090531_1865.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow our (grand)children will arrive, we are very much looking forward. On this last day of our Waddentour I do what grandfathers and grandsons in the Netherlands very much like to do. Excavating ditches and building dykes. It is in our genes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311900-1925209694903218301?l=mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com/2009/11/ditches-dykes.html</link><author>linssen.experience@gmail.com (Aad Huijs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Swbc25ArORI/AAAAAAAABik/Rk0aJT0L0hw/s72-c/AR+knooppunt+Maarssen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311900.post-2861205167209632366</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 10:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-15T12:04:25.813+01:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Waddentour</category><title>Uneventful</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Sv_dPV7z3MI/AAAAAAAABiM/gkaR48eQsAM/s1600-h/Elburg-Weesp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 177px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404281333523668162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Sv_dPV7z3MI/AAAAAAAABiM/gkaR48eQsAM/s320/Elburg-Weesp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;28 &amp;amp; 29 May 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes one likes to explore the new, sometimes one prefers the "tried &amp;amp; tested". Though we have navigated the Dutch waterways now for quite some years, there are still a lot waterways and harbours we have not explored yet. But from our return home from the north, specifically from Friesland area, we have one prefered way to go: via Randmeren, the Vecht, a bit of Amsterdam-Rijn kanaal, and than we are on the Nederrijn again, close home port.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On that course we have tried several different mooring places along the way to stay for the night. But everytime our fall back position is stopping at Weesp - prefered inner harbour between the bridges, and Maarssen, alongside the municipal quay close to inner town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It does not take a long deliberation to decide for the same today. Let's go to Weesp again, which is a long estimated 8 hours stretch for today, leaving at nine sharp this morning, with calm, lightly clouded weather. Not particularly evenful, but relaxing. For the major part of the Randmeren one has strictly to follow the buyod shipslane, outside one gets grounded very easy. A few locks only: one at Nijkerk, one at Muiden. During high season, for both quite some waiting time can be expected - including the dark side of human being not having the patience to wait for ones turn - but this last May week season has not started yet, so no waiting time at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We arrive at around 16:00 in Weesp, but unfortunately no place left for us at the quay between the bridges. So we have to try another spot. Taking the Vecht further on, just outside Weesp but still on walking distance from the center, we find a nice place with friendly people in the harbour of WV de Vecht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Sv_fvfBC1jI/AAAAAAAABic/6F5_1hJ_f2I/s1600-h/IMG_1161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404284084740609586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Sv_fvfBC1jI/AAAAAAAABic/6F5_1hJ_f2I/s320/IMG_1161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next day our familiar and prefered place at Maarssen, opposite the romantic "tea house' is still available. Tried &amp;amp; tested, so why not. Uneventful maybe, but not boring at all. We relax on the sunny aft deck. Our pre-summer tour nearly over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311900-2861205167209632366?l=mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com/2009/11/uneventful.html</link><author>linssen.experience@gmail.com (Aad Huijs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Sv_dPV7z3MI/AAAAAAAABiM/gkaR48eQsAM/s72-c/Elburg-Weesp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311900.post-7009196699804414415</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 19:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-12T21:44:28.154+01:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Waddentour</category><title>Familiar spot</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SvxxyAZEUsI/AAAAAAAABh8/2MGNsCWW5jw/s1600-h/route+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403318756850291394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SvxxyAZEUsI/AAAAAAAABh8/2MGNsCWW5jw/s320/route+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27 May 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have modest ambitions for today. Our aim is Elburg, which is only a few hours from Kampen. Most of the times we plan for 4 to 6 hours a day, this is only 3, including the lock Roggebotsluis, which can be rather crowded and cause some waiting time. Elburg is a familiar stop for us. We like the little town with its city wall, nice shopping street behind the wall tower, and cosy restaurants (not to forget the fish bakeries). But we only like it if it is possible to moor in the inner harbour, amidst the Elburger botters. If there is no mooring place there, there are plenty alongside to canal that leads to inner harbour. However, this is parallel to the regional road to the Flevopolder and therefore rather noisy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's why we leave rather early, despite the short distance we have to make. We reckon to arrive at a moment that other skippers just have left, so leaving a place for us. We are lucky with the Roggebotsluis, no waiting time. When we arrive at Elburg, indeed we find a familiar spot that just fits Cómplice. It is funny, but in no time already during the morning hours inner harbour gets filled completely, other skippers with same thoughts to arrive early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SvxypFrRw_I/AAAAAAAABiE/_xv2nLh3cPk/s1600-h/IMG_1144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403319703161652210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SvxypFrRw_I/AAAAAAAABiE/_xv2nLh3cPk/s320/IMG_1144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Cómplice surrounded by Elburg botters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have a walk through town, buy a newspaper for a change as well as some fish &amp;amp; chips, and note upon our return to the harbour that Renate and Hank have arrived with their Octopus, inviting us for a glass of wine. So lets read yesterdays newspaper tomorrow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311900-7009196699804414415?l=mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com/2009/11/familiar-spot.html</link><author>linssen.experience@gmail.com (Aad Huijs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SvxxyAZEUsI/AAAAAAAABh8/2MGNsCWW5jw/s72-c/route+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311900.post-1267824999423499318</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 20:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-10T21:55:45.704+01:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Waddentour</category><title>A fan!</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SvnKzFcid9I/AAAAAAAABhk/KQma22V5x7g/s1600-h/route+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 307px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402572206991636434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SvnKzFcid9I/AAAAAAAABhk/KQma22V5x7g/s320/route+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;26 May 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After hours of distant lightning and thunder, the outburst hit our direct environment in the middle of the night. Heavy rain and hail, fierce strokes of wind, and direct hits around. Generally speaking no safer place than a steel yacht for a shelter. But what happens when lightning hits a metal box with the shore power sockets? I feared my electrical on board systems, so decided to leave the Faraday shelter for some minutes to take shore power off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At daylight we experience the damage of hail and winds. Leaving Giethoorn harbour and in the canal heading south we need a close watch in order not to hit numerous broken branches of the trees aside the canal. At the Beukerssluis we have bad luck. Just before us, the lockdoors got stuck, one ship inside. Might be a tree branch that keeps us waiting for hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much colder today than the preceding ones, indeed, with a fierce wind blowing and heavy showers. Instead of our plan to go to the Randmeren via the Ramsdiep we decide to take a shortcut. Mostly because we can't see anyting more than grey colours. Via the Ganzediep, a familiar route we have done before, we arrive in Kampen soon after noon. With BFT 7 we decide to have the work done for today, and seek shelter in yacht harbour of WV Buitenhaven, surrounded and sheltered by high stone walls and an historic rebuilt of a Kampener koggeschip at its entrance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SvnSzgKq4rI/AAAAAAAABhs/VaU9FtpKGFQ/s1600-h/Kampen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402581010257470130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SvnSzgKq4rI/AAAAAAAABhs/VaU9FtpKGFQ/s320/Kampen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shortly after our arrival the Octopus from Hamburg arrives, with a waving crew. We don't know the skipper, but once they are moored they come to visit us. The German owners, Hank and Renate, who have 's-Hertogenbosch as home port for ship (not a Linssen), are enthousiast readers of this blog, taking the routes we have taken and described, and have recognized Cómplice. And of course, we have a look at their self with great craftmanship refurbished Octopus. It keeps us warm inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311900-1267824999423499318?l=mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com/2009/11/fan.html</link><author>linssen.experience@gmail.com (Aad Huijs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SvnKzFcid9I/AAAAAAAABhk/KQma22V5x7g/s72-c/route+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311900.post-7271302578448072846</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 19:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-05T20:47:40.495+01:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Waddentour</category><title>Hot &amp; Sticky</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SvMiLDJ8dGI/AAAAAAAABhU/Sn-oew3mL_g/s1600-h/route+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400697951368279138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SvMiLDJ8dGI/AAAAAAAABhU/Sn-oew3mL_g/s320/route+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;25 May 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we leave Joure Marrekrite at 09:10 it is already humid warm. Today a 30C is forecasted, with hardly any wind. The Tjeukemeer we cross very soon is flat like a mirror. Such can be quite different as we experienced a few years ago. It is recommended to stay within the buoys of the ships lane, which is not a favorite course when the southwest wind blows. But today no issue. We pass Echtenerbrug and are surprised about the amount of idle hiring boats moored all over. Must be the crisis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just before the Linthorst Homan sluis (the old lock is called "Three Way Lock", which indeed it is!) we encounter from opposite direction the &lt;em&gt;Sonne-Claer&lt;/em&gt; of Teun &amp;amp; Els Peek, member of the Linssen Owners Group as well. Having some chat over the marineradio, they are heading up north the Wadden now, could not make it for the tour. At Ossenzijl bridge we need quite some patience. Wrong timing, as the bridge is closed for lunch hour and the waiting ships line up. Once opened a fleet wrings itself into the small and curving but beautiful waterway, which slows us down to the minimum, because overhauling is impossible here. But we have all time of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning it was already forecasted temperature to drop down tomorrow by at least 10C. The change will be acco&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SvMqyE5rYyI/AAAAAAAABhc/VnsgfWDogUY/s1600-h/giethoorn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 232px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400707417944843042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SvMqyE5rYyI/AAAAAAAABhc/VnsgfWDogUY/s320/giethoorn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mpanied with thunderstorms. During the day warnings start, getting more severe by the hour. Nothing shows like that. We plan our destination for today at one of the free nature moorings at the Beulakker-Belterwiede lake, but when we arrive there the westfront show some disturbing clouds, with now an official warning for all (not just navigational) traffic. After some hesitation we decide to go for a more sheltered harbour place, which we find in the municipal harbour of Giethoorn (Passantenhaven De Zuiderkluft), a bit up north the Kanaal Beukers-Steenwijk. It's entrance is not easily to be found, but the harbour is much larger than we expected, and has comfortable quays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Evening is still warm, but as the lightning starts at darkening night, we decide to put the tent up again. Lucky us, as we experience during the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311900-7271302578448072846?l=mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com/2009/11/hot-sticky.html</link><author>linssen.experience@gmail.com (Aad Huijs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SvMiLDJ8dGI/AAAAAAAABhU/Sn-oew3mL_g/s72-c/route+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311900.post-6623660309240563629</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 10:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T14:28:17.919+01:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Waddentour</category><title>Stick to your course</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Su2LoryN25I/AAAAAAAABhE/jiPHHbYKwlc/s1600-h/route+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Su2Jpkr2LxI/AAAAAAAABgs/6X5bH-uehM8/s1600-h/route+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 144px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399122875602317074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Su2Jpkr2LxI/AAAAAAAABgs/6X5bH-uehM8/s320/route+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;24 May 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we wake up this morning, the Serious Pleasure of André Suntjens already has left the municipal quay of Workum, where we together with 3 Linssen's remaining from our Waddentour pack have spend the night. André still has a long way to go to Roermond in the far south, but we have plenty of time with still a week ahead for our return to home base in the center of the Netherlands&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399089237383149986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Su1rDkjbeaI/AAAAAAAABgk/Jv7U1boP0wU/s400/IMG_2967.JPG" /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Beluga, Serious Pleasure and Cómplice at Workum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 10:00 AM we release our lines, taking the opportunity of the opening slot of the bridge ahead of us, on a beautiful sunny and cloudless Sunday. We aim for the Marrekrite opposite Joure, where we spend a night a few years ago as well. Already this early morning it is rather busy with waiting lines before the bridges that all need to open before exiting Workum. Because of the long weekend and the beautiful weather conditions, it looks like everyone with something floating has taken the opportunity to start the season (if not done before). Obviously, some also need to recap the basic navigational rules. Especially in the small canals with manoeuvring sailing ships, one really need to stick to course. Though a basic rule is that a motorboat is required to give way to a sailing ship, such is not the case when a motorboat stays starboard and stick to its course. But not all sailing boat captains seem to know, or do not wish to know, so one better be prepared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Su2J0ES-4SI/AAAAAAAABg0/hW71uH8LSmY/s1600-h/route+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 114px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399123055886655778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Su2J0ES-4SI/AAAAAAAABg0/hW71uH8LSmY/s320/route+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Especially the Johan Friso kanaal (an important connection between the lakes) is a mess, eyes needed on all sides, even though situation has improved with a brand new aquaduct (the Jeltesleat Aquaduct). Past years there used to be a bridge there, with quite long waiting lines in the small canal. Bet you some shouting and collisions on this particular spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Su2K1DEnl3I/AAAAAAAABg8/9NousOj8pao/s1600-h/IMG_1072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399124172249470834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Su2K1DEnl3I/AAAAAAAABg8/9NousOj8pao/s320/IMG_1072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But as said, we take our time, no hurry. With a calm pace, enjoying every minute, we arrive at 12:00 in Joure. Unfortunately no comfortable place at this Marrekrite. We expect however that later this Sunday, some ships will leave, so we find a temp place awaiting our chance. Within a few hours, we have, and enjoy Sunsett on ou&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Su2LzcPXLVI/AAAAAAAABhM/lzmEaPyF_mk/s1600-h/route+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;r aftdeck on this quiet place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Marrekrite Joure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311900-6623660309240563629?l=mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com/2009/11/stick-to-your-course.html</link><author>linssen.experience@gmail.com (Aad Huijs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Su2Jpkr2LxI/AAAAAAAABgs/6X5bH-uehM8/s72-c/route+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311900.post-791986032850729414</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 19:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-29T21:34:21.098+01:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Waddentour</category><title>Splitting up</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Sun6A27Zy_I/AAAAAAAABf0/rVXW0CzV394/s1600-h/IMG_2953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398120521031863282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Sun6A27Zy_I/AAAAAAAABf0/rVXW0CzV394/s320/IMG_2953.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23 May 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to work again, pleasure needs to be taken seriously! We have planned for a rather early departure with our convoy today. But first, we of course first a suitable group picture needs to be taken. So we all collect on the front deck of Vivente and Adje Nooitgedagt, mobilise the harbour master in his dinghy for two cans of beer, and shots are taken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Sun6hpVAYRI/AAAAAAAABgE/0C18nw_IBzQ/s1600-h/IMG_2956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398121084316836114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Sun6hpVAYRI/AAAAAAAABgE/0C18nw_IBzQ/s400/IMG_2956.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looking around, one could easily imagine that it will hours to set us free before being able to leave Terschelling harbour. Because of the long weekend and excellent weather, our Linssen group is fully packed around. But with an amazing organizational talent, moving around with his dinghy and blowing the whistle, the harbour master makes a path for us to leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One outside the piers of Tersche&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Sun6-CZPP-I/AAAAAAAABgU/hCq5yUtLrHI/s1600-h/IMG_2957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398121572081811426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Sun6-CZPP-I/AAAAAAAABgU/hCq5yUtLrHI/s400/IMG_2957.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lling-West harbour at around 08:30 AM - again taking advantage of the tidal current, I can't stop taking pictures. At the tail of the convoy, curving around the sand banks, all the time we have a different view on the cord of Linssen yachts. This return trip is a kind of countdown, like the story of the ten little children. Very soon GiGi, the DS45 of Dick Moerman leaves us. Dick will take the route between the islands of Terschelling and Vlieland, going around the north side of Terschelling, Ameland and Schiermonnikoog. It is amazing to see him walk the aisle board with remote control, no other crew aboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arriving at Kornwerdersluis within 2 hours, and lucky (again), no waiting time, both locks in parallel on our side opened, half of our pack in one lock, and other half in the other one, and almost at the same time leaving the locks again. Now the countdown continues. First Adje Nooitgedacht heads west to Medemblik. A few miles further on we say goodbye to Amphitrite and Vivente. They are heading to Enkhuizen. And next is our turn. With three of us - together with Beluga and Serious Pleasure - we take the direction to Workum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Sun7O1SkfXI/AAAAAAAABgc/cEDJ_VY01B0/s1600-h/IMG_2968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398121860621958514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Sun7O1SkfXI/AAAAAAAABgc/cEDJ_VY01B0/s400/IMG_2968.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To our surprise, the waiting area before the lock is very crowded. We expect a long waiting time for this rather small lock. But the lockkeeper probably was very good in jig saw puzzling in his childhood, and still practices this when filling up the lock. He waves us to enter as the last at the third turn. The lock door only can close, with our bow on one side, and our stirn on the other side of the lock. No damages, but I do have some concerns!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are mooring at cosy place with Workum churchtower on the background, we see dozens, no more than 100 very antique cars pass by. They are having a Antique car tour this day, visiting all eleven Frisian cities that are famous for the "Elfstedentocht" (the well known skating tour). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we still have a week ahead for our way back home, the Linssen Owners Group "Waddentour" ends here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311900-791986032850729414?l=mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com/2009/10/splitting-up.html</link><author>linssen.experience@gmail.com (Aad Huijs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Sun6A27Zy_I/AAAAAAAABf0/rVXW0CzV394/s72-c/IMG_2953.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311900.post-5362982435930476017</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 14:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-25T16:24:55.041+01:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Waddentour</category><title>Muscle power</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SuRtIChMjII/AAAAAAAABfM/vH_-F1QsuuI/s1600-h/IMG_2940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396558238379183234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SuRtIChMjII/AAAAAAAABfM/vH_-F1QsuuI/s320/IMG_2940.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22 May 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In addition to being a cyclist paradise and having a beautiful nature, Terschelling is well-known for two major events. One of them being the "Oeral festival", an annual event with dozens of modern artistic performances (mainly on the beaches), attracting thousands of visitors. The other one is the HT Race, which is taking place today. It is regarded to be the heaviest rowing boat races in the Netherlands, the "race of races", bridging the distance be&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SuRtREKArQI/AAAAAAAABfU/9CZLglO4rHM/s1600-h/IMG_2942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396558393437629698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SuRtREKArQI/AAAAAAAABfU/9CZLglO4rHM/s320/IMG_2942.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tween Harlingen and Terschelling. Fighting a sheer 34 kilometers the tidal currents, wind and waves with a crew of 8 to 10. First race was organized in 1975, and ever since yearly. This year over 130 rowing boats participate, but not all succeed to arrive in time or even at all. It typically takes about 4 to 5 hours muscle power, but also clever strategy. Taking advantage of the tidal current of course, where-ever possible, and making short cuts over the sand banks as long as the tide permits. If you are too late, making not the progress you calculated, you're done, getting stuck on the sand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As our group has a "day-off" for today, available for exploring the island on our own, most of us walk to the piers around the main harbour entrance to watch the show of the first arrivals at around 11:00 AM. They must have started very early this morning. It is a fantastic view to see them coming, accompanied by all sort of (sailing) ships, and the encouraging crowds on the piers. Of course we do as the islanders do, and have a raw herring with onions in the meantime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SuRtb7xKEtI/AAAAAAAABfc/jyh6kDYhyV4/s1600-h/200px-Brandaris_vuurtoren_Terschelling_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396558580164465362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SuRtb7xKEtI/AAAAAAAABfc/jyh6kDYhyV4/s320/200px-Brandaris_vuurtoren_Terschelling_01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;For the remainder of the day we take it easy, walking the crowded small streets of West-Terschelling, taking a drink at one of the sunny terraces at the foot of the Brandaris - the characteric lighthouse which originally was the first lighthouse in the Netherlands (the original was build in 1323, which disappeared into sea in 1570. The current one originates from 1594, since 1907 electrically powered).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We end the day with our "captains dinner" with our Linssen Owners Group, to share our "seamans stories" , which become more heroic by the minute when day ends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311900-5362982435930476017?l=mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com/2009/10/muscle-power.html</link><author>linssen.experience@gmail.com (Aad Huijs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SuRtIChMjII/AAAAAAAABfM/vH_-F1QsuuI/s72-c/IMG_2940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311900.post-6981584691985593043</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 12:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-24T15:25:49.713+02:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Waddentour</category><title>Cycling around</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SuL-NA6g84I/AAAAAAAABes/iSSRo_Fuli8/s1600-h/WaddeneilandenNL.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 189px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396154803080459138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SuL-NA6g84I/AAAAAAAABes/iSSRo_Fuli8/s320/WaddeneilandenNL.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21 May 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each of the Frisian islands are cyclist paradise. Actually, "Frisian" is a deceptive English label. Not all Dutch "Wadden eilanden" resort under province of Friesland. And there are German islands as well. But let it be. For all cycling is the name of the game. Bringing a car is expensive, and on some of the island even prohibited (except for the inhabitants), and everything is close by. The island Terschelling counts approx. 87 square kilometers of land, has less than 5000 inhabitants, and the second largest of the Dutch islands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;N&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SuL_YHBB3UI/AAAAAAAABfE/K5ufq4cKJdk/s1600-h/HPIM2370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396156093208583490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SuL_YHBB3UI/AAAAAAAABfE/K5ufq4cKJdk/s320/HPIM2370.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o wonder today we have a cycling program with our Linssen Owners Group. Preliminary bycicles reservations are made for all of us, for some of us with electronic support. In main town West-Te&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SuL-c3P8lvI/AAAAAAAABe0/lgAhz2xyyZQ/s1600-h/Colander.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rschelling, like on all the other islands, dozen of rental shops each with hundreds of bicycles for rent, probable advance reservation is not needed, unless you are with a large group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our start today at 10:00 AM brings us, straightaway and within 20 minutes, to the ... coffeepot. Typically Dutch, can't do without. In free nature, surrounded by the typical island woods, a coffee table is set up for us, loaded with coffee and all sorts of &lt;em&gt;cranberry&lt;/em&gt; cakes. The cranberry is a typical berry for Terschelling. The story goes that in 1845 a barrel of cranberrys washed ashore, and because of the ideal climate florished in its new habitat. Currently they are commercially exploited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We continue our way after this delicious treat, direction north east, to another stop with guided walking tour (and climb) to the highest dune of Terschelling, where one can oversee the full island in all directions, and the clear blue and sunny sky mirroring in the sea. Another 30 minutes of cycling, visiting the Wrakkenmuseum, where we have lunch. The museum shows all kinds of remainders and washed ashore belongings of ships that wrecked over a long period of time. By the way, around Terschelling - even at main port - one finds several towers of WW 1 German sub marines, sunk in that period of time (probably got lost between the sand banks), found by divers during the last decades, and hoisted ashore for exposure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SuL-xvgHtDI/AAAAAAAABe8/pwGZxH-q7fM/s1600-h/800px-Terschelling_haven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396155434061509682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SuL-xvgHtDI/AAAAAAAABe8/pwGZxH-q7fM/s400/800px-Terschelling_haven.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;A bit morbide, visiting a shipwreck museum, with a group of ships owners! So let's have a bit of a laugh. We do so, at our next experience: playing beach golf at our next stop. A very strong wind blowing sand dunes, and causing unexpected changes of direction of the golf balls making such a funny experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cycling back to our Linssen's in Jachthaven Terschelling, a last surprise for today. On a windsheltered place between the dunes we have a cranberry liqueur tasting party. In the meantime our tour guide for today, being a tug boat captain for his day-to-day living, tells some horror stories about unfortunate skippers to be rescued around the wonderful island.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311900-6981584691985593043?l=mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com/2009/10/cycling-around.html</link><author>linssen.experience@gmail.com (Aad Huijs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SuL-NA6g84I/AAAAAAAABes/iSSRo_Fuli8/s72-c/WaddeneilandenNL.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311900.post-4888863170355104091</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Oct 2009 18:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-12T21:53:20.490+01:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Waddentour</category><title>Customs custom</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20 May 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second part&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SuC51Ow4AAI/AAAAAAAABeE/YVQXrSptMgk/s1600-h/200509+route+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 193px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395516677737152514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SuC51Ow4AAI/AAAAAAAABeE/YVQXrSptMgk/s320/200509+route+(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a difference compared to the brusk short breaking waves at the IJsselmeer! When leaving the lock Kornwerdersluis, entering the Waddenzee, a relative quiet sea enrolls, with a relaxing long swell. The sun creating an array of bright blue colours on the salt water, across the depth variances. Indeed, the Waddenzee with its sand banks, and strong tidal currents, can be very dangerous in poor weather conditions, one should not forget, but this time she is a 'sleeping beauty'! I put some extra power on the throttle - not just because I am tempted to do so because of the magnificient feeling of freedom, but (down to e&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SuC6Ib1f4vI/AAAAAAAABeM/fiKvk95xFL8/s1600-h/IMG_2912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395517007663719154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SuC6Ib1f4vI/AAAAAAAABeM/fiKvk95xFL8/s320/IMG_2912.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;arth) Cómplice hardly can cope with the pace of the larger Linssens. It feels strong and stable, what can happen? A few seals are noticed at the front of the pack, taking the ships lane from the opposite site, marineradio's crack to ask everyone's attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seals ahead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We almost forget paying attention to the basic rules. Watch the other traffic on the 'road'. Actually we had seen it coming from a long distance. A very large, robust and fast Customs vessel at high speed. Right on the spot of our portside turn, opposite Harlingen, taking the direction to Terschelling, its tremendous waves hit us, more or less on the side. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SuC6gjycTgI/AAAAAAAABeU/5_QfA6EGLq8/s1600-h/IMG_2919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395517422115245570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SuC6gjycTgI/AAAAAAAABeU/5_QfA6EGLq8/s320/IMG_2919.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Too late to take the bow to waves. If one thinks everything is under control, and all belongings are safe and fixed, there are always forgettables. The binoculars, the mobile phone, the handheld marineradio, a coffeepot and even the navigation computer leave their place. This is where the trail on the map above stops... We have to come to grips again, stupid me. But Cómplice itself only shudders a bit, puts herself in the right position again, and continues her way. Bye bye customs. We pick our belongings together, I restart the navigation computer, and from now on pay attention to not only nature, but also to the large fishing boats, and the huge ferry that is approaching us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SuC6xYOtuTI/AAAAAAAABec/x-gbxe-mANw/s1600-h/IMG_2926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395517711070378290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SuC6xYOtuTI/AAAAAAAABec/x-gbxe-mANw/s320/IMG_2926.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;GiGi rides the waves. One of the few build Linssens of this type&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;A cosy come together in West-Terschelling yachts harbour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the map, from Harlingen to Terschelling seems such a short way. From a long distance one can see the light house, which is deceptive to estimate the time to go. The way to Terschelling is a curving experience, around the sand banks, but not a very difficult one. Very well marked buoys, and with additional help of GPS and map, one can't go wrong. Some make shortcuts, but I won't give it a try. As simple as that: the low tide is coming, and hitting the ground would mean for the next few hours the fix will get worse.&lt;/p&gt;Arriving at Terschelling roadstead at 13:30, mooring pla&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SuC7DIXHKmI/AAAAAAAABek/0jm8sIgXhpI/s1600-h/IMG_2930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395518016048278114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SuC7DIXHKmI/AAAAAAAABek/0jm8sIgXhpI/s320/IMG_2930.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ces kept free for our Linssen pack close together, at the huge yachts harbour, which gets more crowded by the minute with this long Ascension day weekend and excellent weather forecast coming. Ready for our 'jetty drinks'. But first, quite a few of us, wash the salt away first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Jetty drinks, at last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311900-4888863170355104091?l=mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com/2009/10/customs-custom.html</link><author>linssen.experience@gmail.com (Aad Huijs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SuC51Ow4AAI/AAAAAAAABeE/YVQXrSptMgk/s72-c/200509+route+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311900.post-5525987011887837855</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2009 17:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-22T20:43:18.136+02:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Waddentour</category><title>Roller coaster</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SttYvlWg0eI/AAAAAAAABd0/j5tNVSMQKhk/s1600-h/200509+route+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394002553209934306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SttYvlWg0eI/AAAAAAAABd0/j5tNVSMQKhk/s320/200509+route+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20 May 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first part&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A very early wake-up this morning. As our teamleader Sjouke Jan Dijkstra explained the night before, we should not leave later than 07:00 AM from Hindeloopen, in order to enter the Waddenzee just in time to optimize our advantage of the tidal current. Wind increased during the night to a Bft 5 or 6, also being the forecast for the day. No &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SttWO1gC0HI/AAAAAAAABdU/_6Ms3cAKdLs/s1600-h/IMG_2906.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;reason for concerns, we thought, but the Harfie crew hesitated because their young dog(s) on board, and decided on last minute not to join the pack. As soon as we left the shelter of the pier of Hindeloopen, we acknowledged this to be a wise decision. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We leave the harbour as the latest one of convoy, and with the St. Jozef vlet staying behind, as the smallest of the group. A kind of frightening view before us, seeing the stirn of most of the Linssen's moving minus 20&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;0 &lt;/span&gt;to minus 20&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt; (or more) from port to starboard side. Except, of course, the GS 430 of Sjouke Jan and the GS 500 of Jos Kempers, because of their stabilisators, and the a-typical Linssen DS45 of Dick Moerman. At least we could predict what to expect in the next few moments. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SttXV-mt9LI/AAAAAAAABdk/64nxOeU13Cc/s1600-h/IMG_3902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394001013800563890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SttXV-mt9LI/AAAAAAAABdk/64nxOeU13Cc/s320/IMG_3902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cómplice, still in sheltered waters with Hindeloopen churchtower&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The IJsselmeer as such by itself already is rather "famous" for its nasty, short waves. But especially on the low wind site (with the SW wind blowing all the way from Amsterdam) and the shallow coast breaking the waves on our course, in addition to the waves coming in half (port) side, half stirn, such becomes even nastier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not a comfortable ride, but after first 15 minutes one gets sort of used to it, not the least because trust increases that even the smallest Linssen can stand the waves without a moment of doubt. But without stabilisators and/or an auto-pilot, it is hard work at the steering wheel to keep her on course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SttWcCRzASI/AAAAAAAABdc/koV78IlUogo/s1600-h/IMG_2906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394000018354143522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SttWcCRzASI/AAAAAAAABdc/koV78IlUogo/s320/IMG_2906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we arrive at sluis Kornwerderzand, entering the relative quiet shelter its piers guiding you to the lock, we feel like hero's. We've done it so far, but we would not have done it without the presence of so many companions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entering the lock at Kornwerderzand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311900-5525987011887837855?l=mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com/2009/10/roller-coaster.html</link><author>linssen.experience@gmail.com (Aad Huijs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/SttYvlWg0eI/AAAAAAAABd0/j5tNVSMQKhk/s72-c/200509+route+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311900.post-241195339447810740</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 18:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-13T21:22:32.275+02:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Waddentour</category><title>An armada steaming up</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/StTQMWM2kZI/AAAAAAAABcs/MuigDSRvnu0/s1600-h/190509+route+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392163564405821842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/StTQMWM2kZI/AAAAAAAABcs/MuigDSRvnu0/s320/190509+route+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19 May 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right after our depart from Woudsend this morning we pass Harfie, the St Jozef vlet of Theo and Ada Winnubst. They are registered as participants for the Waddentour as well, but have decided to moor for the night at one of the Marrekrites (instead of in a yachts harbour), so create a better opportunity for their dogs to have their morning run. We feel a bit relieved. Together with Harfie, we are the smallest Linssen's to cross the IJsselmeer and enter the Waddenzee. So if they can, we can. Sounds maybe odd, but we are still very aware - based on earlier experience - that one should not underestimate the nasty short waves of IJsselmeer, especially on the low (wind) side, we will be experiencing very soon. Though the wind is increasing, it is still no more than 4 Bft, but despite we start packing in crates all our 'loose stuff', from oranges &amp;amp; apples to the coffee machine and portraits around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very soon we enter the narrow canal through Workum, a pittoresk little town with its typical Friesian church tower, surrounded by six yacht harbours (mainly sailing ships) and quite some municipal mooring places along the sides. Amazing that the lock one has to pass before entering the IJsselmeer is as small as it is, just fitting our 2 Linssen's as it seems (on our return route, it is even more amazing &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/StTRy4pm2FI/AAAAAAAABc8/7xi6gG5u0mg/s1600-h/IMG_3912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392165325999888466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/StTRy4pm2FI/AAAAAAAABc8/7xi6gG5u0mg/s320/IMG_3912.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;how many more ships fit in!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Harfie arriving in Hindeloopen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we exit the canal Het Zool, just passing the dyke (pier), upon entering the IJsselmeer, with a view on our destination Hindeloopen, we suddenly have an amazing view on an armada coming. Our view through binocolars confirms: it is an armada of 6 Linssen's, steaming up! These are our participants taking the cross IJsselmeer route from Amsterdam. Almost together we arrive at Hindeloopen harbour, where have been made arrangements to find a mooring place close together. Most of us haven't met before, but sponteneously some bottles of wine arrive, as well as a beer tender. Linssen flag is put on top of the Smient of our tour leaders Sjouke Jan and Janny Dijkstra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This afternoon we all have our walks through the tiny town of Hindeloopen, even visiting an old captains house, only to be used during his 'on shore/on leave' days. When at sea, his wife and family had to move to another, much smaller house at the outskirts of town. Those were the days! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/StTRECNgzKI/AAAAAAAABc0/WjHMKEOZn5Q/s1600-h/IMG_2902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392164521112554658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/StTRECNgzKI/AAAAAAAABc0/WjHMKEOZn5Q/s320/IMG_2902.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Early drinks in Hindeloopen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the end of afternoon we have our tour instructions and some (another) drinks. A very early rise tomorrow, taking advantage of the tidal streams. Walking back to Cómplice, the wind has increased to 5 Bft, and it looks like it will increase further. As a precaution we bring up the hood again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311900-241195339447810740?l=mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com/2009/10/armada-steaming-up.html</link><author>linssen.experience@gmail.com (Aad Huijs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/StTQMWM2kZI/AAAAAAAABcs/MuigDSRvnu0/s72-c/190509+route+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311900.post-4041403372491682429</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 10:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-11T18:59:51.940+02:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Waddentour</category><title>A teaming experience</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/StIOsjrSXkI/AAAAAAAABcc/X8KHNUObVqQ/s1600-h/190509+route.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391387862569737794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/StIOsjrSXkI/AAAAAAAABcc/X8KHNUObVqQ/s400/190509+route.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday 19 May 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;part 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 09:00 sharp this morning we leave the moorings of Jachthaven De Rakken in Woudsend, but not before we have enjoyed some pastry because of our wedding anniversary. The weather is bright and sunny, hardly any wind, so we decide to take of the hood. In our tail is the Vivente, a brand new GS 40.9 AC of Jan and Joke Tammer. We had agreed to meet them the day before in Vollenhoven. Together now we are on our way to the starting point of the first tour of the "Linssen Owners Group (LOG) Nederland-België" which will bring us to the Wadden (in English named Frisian Islands, though they do not all resort under the province of Friesland).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Big brother Wolfie &amp;amp; little sister Cómplice in Hattem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/StG_nr4WfwI/AAAAAAAABcU/rJwn0bO4EyQ/s1600-h/IMG_2874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391300917454077698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/StG_nr4WfwI/AAAAAAAABcU/rJwn0bO4EyQ/s320/IMG_2874.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our fourth season with Cómplice. The meter shows 850 engine hours now, so we really take our pleasure seriously! Unfortunately I did not find the time to continue the blog with our 2008 experience. Not only because of the time we spend on board, but also because of many other interests. We have founded the LOG (with close to 60 members now), I am the president now of the Yachtsclub Maurik, and last but not least, our beautiful granddaughter Elise, sister of our grandson Bram, came to world. To mention just a few "time constraints". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I will pick up again with this Blog, and will no longer disappoint so many readers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vivente &amp;amp; Cómplice nose to nose in Vollenhoven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/StG-K67W6AI/AAAAAAAABcM/iGYfSvoArqc/s1600-h/IMG_2887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391299323765385218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/StG-K67W6AI/AAAAAAAABcM/iGYfSvoArqc/s320/IMG_2887.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our route this morning will bring us from Woudsend to Hindeloopen. For us, this is our fourth day since we left our home mooring in Maurik. Taking the east route via the Neder-Rijn to Arnhem, than picking up the IJssel up north with a first night stop in Giesbeek. The difference of Speed Over Ground between Neder-Rijn and IJssel is amazing: my GPS shows 8 km/h difference: 3 km/h against on Pannerdens kanaal (the connection from Neder-Rijn with Waal and IJssel, southwest of Arnhem), and + 5 km/hour on the tail when taking the U-turn going down the IJssel). Our second stop has taken us to Hattem mooring, where we find (to our surprise) "Wolfie", which is the Grand Sturdy of the food company in Maasbracht which caters all Linssen Yachts events. We moor next, and take a nice picture of big brother Wolfie and little sister Cómplice. On our third day our target is Vollenhoven, where we have arranged to meet the Vivente. We arrive almost at same time, and moor nose to nose. We are very curious to discover all ins &amp;amp; outs of this new 40.9 and Jan &amp;amp; Joke's experience so far. One day we might be in a position to afford this beautiful ship ourselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now together we are on our way to Hindeloopen. Just a few hours to go, a relaxing tour - not too busy yet, watersport season hardly has started, but in high season Woudsen area can be very crowded! We pass Heegermeer and Fluessen, taking care that we stay within the buoys - outside too shallow for our Linssens! We plan to enter the IJsselmeer at Workum. From there it is only a few miles heading south to Hindeloopen. This is where we will meet the crews of the other 10 Linssen yachts that will participate in our Frisian Islands tour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311900-4041403372491682429?l=mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com/2009/10/teaming-experience.html</link><author>linssen.experience@gmail.com (Aad Huijs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/StIOsjrSXkI/AAAAAAAABcc/X8KHNUObVqQ/s72-c/190509+route.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311900.post-7093634799104848626</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Mar 2008 09:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-24T15:06:32.260+01:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Pre-Season</category><title>White dreams</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;March 23, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dreaming of a white...Easter. No, not really, it has become reality! All forecasts showed this early Easter Linssen tour would be harassed by storm, hail and even snow. Frankly, when starting of this Friday-morning we still hesitated to go. But we have a Linssen after all with all comfort on-board, so between the showers and the heavy blows we left Cómplice's winter home at Van der Laan to Linssen harbour. Surprisingly all other 9 participants had done the same - no cancellations. One English, one Swiss, one German, and 7 Dutch skippers tempting nature. First day a few hours and 2 locks via kanaal Wessem-Nederweert to Weert. Not too bad between the showers, but "of course" when entering both locks on this short trip a burst of rain &amp;amp; hail made us long for the cosy fire place with a glas of whine at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day, from Weert to Maastricht, following the Zuid-Willemsvaart through Belgium. A stretch of about 7 hours and with 4 locks to take. Despite all poor weather conditions as announced, with still warnings out for hail &amp;amp; storm &amp;amp; snow, obviously not this part of the continent. Low temp (3-5 C) but under the hood and behind the screen steering on the upper deck well doable. It is amazing how fast one getting used again to the relaxing way of going on the canals, with this time of year not any other traffic. Engine running smoothly, as all technology on-board worked fine after the 5 months rest. Testing this before our 2-3 day return to home-base Maurik was exactly main reason for participating in the very early season trip.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181241462810918082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/R-d3qLZevMI/AAAAAAAAA38/jnmraVz_19U/s400/20080322_1298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Myöbe towed by Serious Pleasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our companions on board of Myöbe - a just delivered 299AC like ours but with a blue skin - unfortunately proved to be less lucky on their maiden trip. Halfway our tour they experienced the diesel filter not to be fitted tight, so they had to be towed by tour leader André Suntjens to Maastricht, where the mechanic already was waiting to fix the trouble and get rid of the lost diesel in the bilge. Unfortunately such things can happen when sailing on the waterways, but fortunately in this case so many Linssen people around, and it reminded us even more to check the most critical nuts &amp;amp; bolts every time before we leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst snowing in the western half of Netherlands, first Easter day in Maastricht/Limburg with clear blue sky already looking like a bit of Spring - though minus 7C during night! Of course, harbour master showing up in his Easter Rabbit outfit - though shivering from the cold (on the news later on that day even snowman in form of Easter Rabbit!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181242008271764690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/R-d4J7ZevNI/AAAAAAAAA4E/LGYV2H_sGMA/s400/20080323_1301.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Part of the Linssen pack in 't Bassin Maastricht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We had to leave the Linssen pack now and return home. On our route back from Maastricht to Maasbracht, we fancied a nice &amp;amp; lovely sun on the aft deck - a good start of the new season! With a nasty surprise at our last lock Maasbracht. After having entered the lock, another small vessel came in with a man shouting on front deck. No engine, no steering, no stop capabilities. In a split second we fixed Cómplice, jumped off board and had a chance to grab some lines, stopping this polyester Marco yacht less than one meter behind Cómplice. Fortunately no damage. Well... When towing the unfortunate skipper with his light ship blowing to all sides out of the lock we touched the lock-quay with our anchor, leaving some scratches. Season now really has started...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;On Monday-morning, second Easter day, we woke up in a white world. White Easter, after all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311900-7093634799104848626?l=mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com/2008/03/white-dreams.html</link><author>linssen.experience@gmail.com (Aad Huijs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/R-d3qLZevMI/AAAAAAAAA38/jnmraVz_19U/s72-c/20080322_1298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311900.post-8448190314859720907</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Mar 2008 13:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-20T15:09:40.253+01:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Pre-Season</category><title>Early wake-up call</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 6, 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter really is early this year. Earlier than any year during my life-time, and we won't survive another such an early easter rabbit, as explained in the news. So we really hesitated when invited for the traditional Linssen easter tour. But convinced by Linssens' André Suntjens, we decided to go for it. What the heck! Hadn't there been some nice days already, even with 15C?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we called Van der Laan Yachting to have Cómpliced baptized again in week before Easter. No problem. We expected de-winterizing by Erwin Schuller not to be an issue either. Surprise, Erwin, doing quite some maintenance for Linssen in France as well, not being available the 2-week period before Easter. Tried to find solutions, which ended up in his call that only solution would be to de-winterize on March 6. Well, Linssens' are made for poor Dutch wheather conditions, so why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had not thought about our bimini still standing up in the shed, but where reminded by Van der Laan at first Spring storm. And by the time the second one announced, the night rest was over. We had to take the 2-hours drive to Maasbracht, to rescue our sunroof, and fix some extra lines. Cómplice was ok, but we were soaked when taking down the bimini at force 8 and cold, cold rain. But we managed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One advantage of an early Easter is the winter-season seems really short! In in the meantime on several occasions our Linssen-Experience popped up. Once again, early December we participated in Linssen boatshow, as well at UK Association Owners Dinner. And together with Yvonne Linssen, we are preparing for the foundation of a Dutch Linssen Skippers Association. You will hear about that soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, first, we will have the Linssen Easter Tour. Or? Forecast announces less than 5C during the day and even some frost during night. Would we really want to go? Ratio struggles with emotion. On one side, why leave the warm home. On the other side we want to have that 'serious pleasure again'. Will keep you posted. Season is on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311900-8448190314859720907?l=mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com/2008/03/early-wake-up-call.html</link><author>linssen.experience@gmail.com (Aad Huijs)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311900.post-6772337258838529008</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Nov 2007 14:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-18T11:59:07.409+01:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Winterizing tour</category><title>Epilogue 2007</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;Ready for winter 2007-2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/R0AatC7qoxI/AAAAAAAAA3w/XFrjJHWSWnU/s1600-h/20071015_1150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134132936385930002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/R0AatC7qoxI/AAAAAAAAA3w/XFrjJHWSWnU/s400/20071015_1150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When mooring Cómplice for winterstop, I noted 550 hours on the meter. So with 26o hrs on the meter for the first season, we enjoyed 290 hours this 2007 season. We really enjoyed, despite the summer has been less sunny and brought quite some more wind, compared to 2006. Frankly, we did not bother much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some problems with the Volvo D2-55, with the diesel filter coming off the engine, and some battery issues, but both were handled by Linssen with great care. Not any further issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In these two seasons, Cómplice has brought us to all wind-directions (looking from the perspective of home port, which is in the middle of our country): South (to Maastricht), East (to Dalfsen), North (to Lauwersmeer) and West (to Rotterdam).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133818922736984834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Rz79HC7qowI/AAAAAAAAA3o/CxsEhDrCmVY/s400/all.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I have started to bundle our experience as published in this blog into a little booklet, with sections for each direction we have chosen. If you are interested, please mail to &lt;a href="mailto:linssen.experience@gmail.com"&gt;linssen.experience@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;. Once ready, I will provide a pdf-download.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, this blog has winter stop as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to Season 2008!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311900-6772337258838529008?l=mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com/2007/11/epilogue-2007.html</link><author>linssen.experience@gmail.com (Aad Huijs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/R0AatC7qoxI/AAAAAAAAA3w/XFrjJHWSWnU/s72-c/20071015_1150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311900.post-1602817807769276971</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Nov 2007 14:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-11T17:24:23.294+01:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Winterizing tour</category><title>Season-off</title><description>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 14 &amp;amp; 15&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leukermeer - Roermond: 6 hours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roermond - Maasbracht: 1 hour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A relaxed start today, after the UK-victory booze of last night. Had we realized (Roermond) locks in the Maas would have been closed at 5.00 pm on this off-season (after October 1) Sunday, we would have been less relaxed. But we didn't, so took all our time for leave of Leukermeer at around 10:30, taking time to look around and taking pictures of one-another. Even Dirk's crew - being able to create some more speed - decided to visit the Arcen gardens &lt;a href="http://www.kasteeltuinen.nl/"&gt;http://www.kasteeltuinen.nl/&lt;/a&gt; on our way to Roermond. Sarantina &amp;amp; Cómplice continuing with slow speed, catched up by speeding barges (though Sunday, quite a few) and even an additional (Classic Sturdy) Linssen accompanying us some time (compensation the loss of Dirk).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131616417627929938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Rzcp8YBGfVI/AAAAAAAAA3M/-6V5EHbJD5w/s400/Oct-07+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;Cómplice &amp;amp; Sarantine heading south&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Enjoying amazing bright sky and tree colours, waving to the full terraces on the banks, and the abundant fisherman. It has been a kind of funny season! With summer type of wheather in April and now in October, but rainy and stormy in the real summer season! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Rzcq0YBGfWI/AAAAAAAAA3U/lXQoH_5LIK0/s1600-h/20071014_1135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131617379700604258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Rzcq0YBGfWI/AAAAAAAAA3U/lXQoH_5LIK0/s320/20071014_1135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;Dirk at Arcen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the two of us arrived near Roermond, we faced another issue we hadn't thought off. Wishing to fill up our diesel-tanks before entering the winter-storage, on this off-season Sunday all closed. So we needed to postpone till tomorrow, and find a station next day at Maasbracht. Not before our last lock Roermond we noticed from talks over the radio the lock definitely would be closed at 5:00 pm, the lock-keeper urging a skipper to be there no later than 4:15. The final time is the time the last turn needs to be finished, and not the time the last turn starts! Need to call Dirk, still enjoying the gardens at Arcen, to hurry up and not to spare the horses! They managed by the minute, a close finish after all. This night we had a superb farewell dinner in the restaurant &lt;em&gt;De Gelegenheid&lt;/em&gt; in Roermond, close to the harbour of WV Roermond where we stayed for our last night of season 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning, before arriving at our winterstop at Van der Laan Yachting, still to take care for our diesel. Which didn't come very easy. Gas-station Helmers at Roermond being opened, but with no diesel for us left. The first bunkership at Maasbracht being closed. The second one had diesel, but not accepting credit- and debitcard payment, so first find a bank to get some cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon our arrival, Erwin Schuller already waiting to make our ships ready for a well-deserved rest. So sorry to leave them behind....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311900-1602817807769276971?l=mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com/2007/11/season-off.html</link><author>linssen.experience@gmail.com (Aad Huijs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Rzcp8YBGfVI/AAAAAAAAA3M/-6V5EHbJD5w/s72-c/Oct-07+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311900.post-7885725802140261219</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Nov 2007 19:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-08T21:32:11.238+01:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Winterizing tour</category><title>Day-off</title><description>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;October 13, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ravenstein-Leukermeer: 5 hrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today is easy day. Not only the distance we wish to do and the locks with only two is half of. In addition, I also have a day off. My son Arjen will be the skipper of the day and his partner Mariette his first mate  - so I have all time 'to be the Admiral of the threesome Linssen fleet' as Dirk's skipper says. Well, it doesn't feel very different, and it doesn't pay more, but I like it. And by the way, it offers the opportunity to the ordinary crew to sit on the front deck now and than, which is a nice position to relax and have a view on the mirroring Maas ahead of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hardly any traffic on the first part, till the Maas-Waalkanaal meets the Maas. Quite different from August, when we were on our way and back to Venlo, to pick up our Bimini. By that time, because of high water and current on the Waal, quite some barges made the choice for the Maas instead, causing hours delay at the rather small lock of Grave. Not this time, upon our arrival at lock Grave it immediately opened for (only) the three of us. By the way, looking at the 'Scheepsberichten' (the messages for river traffic) when preparing for this tour, I noticed that lock Grave next year will be complete closed between March 1 and April 15 for maintenance, which means our early Spring return has to be a different route. Should you have planned to do the same route, consult NOS teletext page 721 which is also obtainable via internet &lt;a href="http://teletekst.nos.nl/"&gt;http://teletekst.nos.nl/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;Audit from the river side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RzNv7YBGfSI/AAAAAAAAA24/ZXaPxvflKDE/s1600-h/20071013_1117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130567466355162402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RzNv7YBGfSI/AAAAAAAAA24/ZXaPxvflKDE/s200/20071013_1117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At Cuijk, at the connection between Maas and Waal the river traffic increases, with quite some barges passing with high speed. As always, looking back is even (and on the rivers even more) important, than looking forward. How important shows an accident that happened two years ago on the Maas-Waalkanaal, very close to this connection, when a barge collided with a yacht which immediately sunk with two men killed. The barge skipper never noticed! At Cuijk we also pass one of the factories of Royal Numico, a global specialized nutrition company, our son works for in the corporate finance department. So pictures to be taken, 'to proof he has done the operational audit from the river side as well'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130566452742880530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RzNvAYBGfRI/AAAAAAAAA2w/3Tw3rHLqPb8/s400/20071013_1124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;Consultation at Sambeek lock - may I have your attention please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At lock Sambeek I take my responsibility as the Admiral to discuss our destination for today. Until Venlo there are not many choices that qualify: either Leukermeer or Wanssum. We feel a bit tempted to have a look at Wanssum, because of its promotions. Admitted: its entrance with the container harbour is not very fancy - but our experience with other moorings show that one never knows what is behind, until one has seen it. We decide that we will have a quick look at Wanssum, also dropping our skipper &amp;amp; mate for today, whilst Sarantina and Dirk will go to Leukermeer to see if places are available there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130569162867244338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RzNxeIBGfTI/AAAAAAAAA3A/JifQEHyt0ws/s400/20071014_1127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;Guest mooring at Leukermeer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bet on two horses proofs to be a good bet. Wanssum is not what it promotes to be, and has no place available for the three of us. Leukermeer only has three places left, so good we occupied them immediately, one - until our arrival there - defended by the British skippers with their lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one disappointment today. Despite all attempts and questioning around, in this secluded area nowhere a TV to be found for watching the rugby match England-France this night! After all, the English team managed the victory without our English crews watching. But how to explain the shouting to the other neighbouring skippers?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311900-7885725802140261219?l=mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com/2007/11/day-off.html</link><author>linssen.experience@gmail.com (Aad Huijs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RzNv7YBGfSI/AAAAAAAAA24/ZXaPxvflKDE/s72-c/20071013_1117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311900.post-7138165585207236706</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2007 13:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-03T15:41:32.026+01:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Winterizing tour</category><title>Trade-off</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 12, 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maurik - Ravenstein: 7 hours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To us, winterizing is making a number of trade-off's. Should we leave Cómplice in the water this winter, or let her take on-shore? Definitely the first is a lot cheaper, because we can leave her in our club harbour without extra costs. But the ship faces all weather influences, and though such hasn't been the case last winters, with severe frost the ice might damage the hull. Next trade-off is, if we have the ship out of water, shall we let her standing on the outside, or let her shelter in a hall-storage? The latter is twice as expensive as leaving on the outside. But leaving outside still nature does its work. Another trade-off: we have several possibilities near Maurik to store (both outside or inside), but do we trust them? Several do not have strict regulations about entrance &amp;amp; maintenance inside the halls - which means that one's ship could suffer welding, polishing or painting neighbouring ships. After all these trade-offs we concluded to go for the familiar experience of last year, and make the choice for winterizing inside at Van der Laan Yachting in Maasbracht. The ship came out super clean, same as we left her, and very nice and thrust worthy people. Plus, close to Linssen, which is convenient in case there might be some repairs and maintenance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RyyFVA-WJ4I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/2eAavLURaK8/s1600-h/20071012_1096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128620671753398146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RyyFVA-WJ4I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/2eAavLURaK8/s320/20071012_1096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sarantina and Cómplice waiting at St. Andries lock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Our friends Brian &amp;amp; Ruth (owners of &lt;em&gt;Sarantina&lt;/em&gt; - a similar 299AC) and Brian &amp;amp; Alison (owners of &lt;em&gt;Dirk&lt;/em&gt; - a GS 380) - both also with home base Maurik - coming to same conclusion. Ready to plan for a threesome, three day trip. We did not fancy to re-do what we did last year - going upstream the Waal - taking ages with the strong current, and nasty barges (almost) pushing you inside the river dams when overhauling. So we planned for the long(est) way: at Tiel going just a few miles downstream the Waal, entering the Maas at St Andries, and further go all the way east and south on the river Maas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RyyH-w-WJ6I/AAAAAAAAA2o/zh3WJF_OcZ0/s1600-h/20071013_1112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128623588036192162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RyyH-w-WJ6I/AAAAAAAAA2o/zh3WJF_OcZ0/s200/20071013_1112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Got you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;With a summer behind that hasn't been always kind to us on the weather side, this time full of luck. One of the most beautiful weekends of the season! Leaving rather early Friday morning (after having taken care to transport our cars to Maasbracht before evening), still with some damp. Lucky on another side as well. The Waal had been closed for 24 hours a few days before, because a ships collision causing the loss of a few containers with sweetener, and one till Thursday could not be found.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Heading for Ravenstein club harbour. A rather small - and therefore cosy - mooring, we experienced earlier this year. And with another major advantage: adjacent to the nice village with good restaurants, and with a direct railway connection. So our (additional) guests could arrive there easily next morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First day of our mutual tour was about sort of "collecting the troops". Sarantina had to come from Culemborg (where they had collected their guests), Dirk crew had to departure somewhat later because still to arrive with the ferry from England. Sarantina and Cómplice met on the Amsterdam Rijn kanaal, Dirk one hour behind, but catching up close to Ravenstein. Upfront we had agreed on the communication conventions via the marine radio - so going to channel 77 for the private chats most of the time (except of course when a need for going to the lock channel).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128622119157376914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RyyGpQ-WJ5I/AAAAAAAAA2g/p7uNDHbwjeA/s400/20071012_1105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Threesome in Ravenstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;A good, relaxing day - with also all the luck with us with the locks-passages, four for this day. Taking every opportunity to picture one-each-other, three Linssen's in full action. Not liking the idea that end of season had arrived, but the nice tour sweetened the nearing goodbye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you believe coincidence, discovering (which I did during planning phase) the little town Ravenstein having an English restaurant &lt;a href="http://www.oxfords.nl/"&gt;http://www.oxfords.nl/&lt;/a&gt;? Day ended in a wonderfull meal and good company with our overwhelmingly British team (7 out of 9), a British cook, and a lot of laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311900-7138165585207236706?l=mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com/2007/11/trade-off.html</link><author>linssen.experience@gmail.com (Aad Huijs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RyyFVA-WJ4I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/2eAavLURaK8/s72-c/20071012_1096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311900.post-3908422552223822113</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Oct 2007 18:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-22T20:14:23.368+02:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Biesbosch Tour</category><title>Detour finals</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RxzoHmyWbjI/AAAAAAAAA2M/b3mnhh4bXLw/s1600-h/day+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124225693409242674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RxzoHmyWbjI/AAAAAAAAA2M/b3mnhh4bXLw/s320/day+15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August 24 &amp;amp; 25, 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gouda-Montfoort: 3 1/2 hours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Montfoort-Maurik: 7 hours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Definitely we are heading home now, going further east on the Hollandse IJssel. Leaving Gouda via its museum harbour, just before the lock Mallegatsluis.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123861626211429874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RxudAGyWbfI/AAAAAAAAA1w/kKPnCZgKsno/s400/20070824_0968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Museum harbour Gouda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We have done this stretch several times before (see earlier posts on this blog), but it never bores. Passing by the pittoresq village Oudewater, very worthwhile to stop and have a few hours walk around, but not this time. We have a stop at Montfoort, where our younger son and daughter-in-law visit us. Montfoort has a lot free places on the municipal quays - but because of a fair tomorrow almost all are occupied. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123863765105143314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Rxue8myWbhI/AAAAAAAAA18/GohH_zw-ykg/s400/20070824_0969.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Narrow river at Oudewater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Next day we read on teletext the barriers in the Rhine are still opened, releasing the abundant water from upstream Rhine. Which means that if we would enter the Rhine at Nieuwegein, we would need to crawl against high current quite some time. So we decide to make a detour, and take the Merwedekanaal and Amsterdam-Rijn kanaal instead. Less attractive but it brings us back to the Rhine at Wijk bij Duurstede - close to our home base Maurik. with only a few miles to crawl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123864714292915746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Rxufz2yWbiI/AAAAAAAAA2E/uzm8WfvpCGU/s400/20070825_0973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With some beautiful days and a marvelous sunset at Maurik this "Biesbosch tour" ends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311900-3908422552223822113?l=mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com/2007/10/detour-finals.html</link><author>linssen.experience@gmail.com (Aad Huijs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RxzoHmyWbjI/AAAAAAAAA2M/b3mnhh4bXLw/s72-c/day+15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311900.post-8251546208557074909</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Oct 2007 11:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-21T16:21:27.055+02:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Biesbosch Tour</category><title>Vice captain</title><description>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RxtgLmyWbdI/AAAAAAAAA1k/PJt8zeGBQMg/s1600-h/day+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123794753570631122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RxtgLmyWbdI/AAAAAAAAA1k/PJt8zeGBQMg/s320/day+14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August 23, 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dordrecht - Gouda: 4 hours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we are heading to Gouda, similar as Dordrecht blessed with hundreds of monuments, but yet quite different. Mooring possibilities in Gouda are distributed over the town at several places at municipal quays. We have been here before, so we know where to go. Our preferred location is at the Kattensingel, behind the Pottersbrug. It is quite close to the market place with its special Gothic City hall, and a bit more quite than some other places, which have busy traffic awaiting for the numerous bridges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is special day, with our one year old grandson Bram visiting, so we need to find a "kings place". Today, again timing is important. If we could arrive in Gouda no later than 3 hours before high tide, we could still enter the inner city taking the south entrance (Mallegatsluis), without taking our hood off (such because this entrance has a fixed bridge with height 3.30 at high tide). Despite our journey develops without any delays - going north via the Oude Maas, de Noord and Hollandse IJssel - we arrive half an hour too late to give it a try. So we take the other route, going via the north entrance to Gouda, which means one additional lock and an extra bridge to take.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123793628289199554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RxtfKGyWbcI/AAAAAAAAA1c/XYM-Hjyv6dA/s400/20070823_0965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mooring at Kattensingel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though all places at Kattensingel already seem to be occupied at noon, a nice chap with a restored barge is so kind to move a bit, so we still find a place which exactly fits. Just in time to clean and get ready to have our young vice captain on board!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just upon his arrival, several other ships come in, trying to find a mooring place at Kattensingel as well. One of them, a pikmeerkruiser with grandparents and grandchilds on board, taking the opportunity to moor next to us. We do not mind, our grandson enjoys - and so do we. Ai ai, little captain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RxtAPGyWbYI/AAAAAAAAA08/i2TZPWmAQ-w/s1600-h/strip+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123759629328084354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RxtAPGyWbYI/AAAAAAAAA08/i2TZPWmAQ-w/s200/strip+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Rxs_wmyWbWI/AAAAAAAAA0s/J5ee8g4EJN8/s1600-h/strip+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123759105342074210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Rxs_wmyWbWI/AAAAAAAAA0s/J5ee8g4EJN8/s200/strip+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123759350155210098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/Rxs_-2yWbXI/AAAAAAAAA00/xsHHMalwNDQ/s200/strip+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123760505501412786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RxtBCGyWbbI/AAAAAAAAA1U/nseoA1Ronu4/s320/strip+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311900-8251546208557074909?l=mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com/2007/10/vice-captain.html</link><author>linssen.experience@gmail.com (Aad Huijs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RxtgLmyWbdI/AAAAAAAAA1k/PJt8zeGBQMg/s72-c/day+14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311900.post-6149452957626977293</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Oct 2007 18:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-20T16:39:57.736+02:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Biesbosch Tour</category><title>Man considers, nature decides</title><description>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RxoSGGyWbVI/AAAAAAAAA0k/x3M_KjAz86c/s1600-h/day+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123427422197673298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RxoSGGyWbVI/AAAAAAAAA0k/x3M_KjAz86c/s320/day+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August 22, 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rhoon - Dordrecht: 3 hours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our plan for today didn't work out. Basic idea was to leave early, in order to take advantage of the land inward current of the incoming tide. As well as to arrive early in Dordrecht to enjoy the historic inner city and shopping area. With force 7 to 8 blowing south west however, such would not have been very thought full. Departure wasn't the main issue, the arrival would be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Entry where the fire fighter ship moors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RxoQBGyWbTI/AAAAAAAAA0U/dxC_D4huORQ/s1600-h/20070822_0952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123425137275071794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RxoQBGyWbTI/AAAAAAAAA0U/dxC_D4huORQ/s200/20070822_0952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our way from Biesbosch to Rhoon, we had passed Dordrecht already, offering the opportunity to have a close look at the entrance of the recommended harbour for mooring in this city; the club harbour of KDZR - the Royal Sail &amp;amp; Row Association of Dordrecht. On the east bank of the Oude Maas in this city, there are several possibilities to drop the lines. But clearly, this one is the best, located next to the most famous and largest church in this city. Right in the city center. Entrance easy can be found: where the fire fighter ship is moored (if not on duty of course).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123424243921874210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RxoPNGyWbSI/AAAAAAAAA0M/VPfH2xifMkw/s400/20070822_0948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One has to pass a bridge (the Engelenburgerbrug), but this is rather close to the Oude Maas, with the waves of the passing barges pushing into the narrow entrance - so no waiting for the bridge here is advised. One better could wait for bridge opening by staying on the river - not very comfortable with strong wind on the tail. We waited full morning, watching TV teletext message every hour to see if we could find a pattern by noted wind force on several places in the country. Early afternoon we concluded that upon our estimated arrival time in Dordrecht, wind would have slowed down at force 5. So we departed, but with current on the bow now and wind on the aft. It took about one-and-a-half hour longer than our route in the other direction yesterday. Arriving in Dordrecht almost just-in-time for bridge opening (the bridge to the yachts club opens every half hour), so no long time uncomfortable waiting. Good timing makes the difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this time of year, several places to chose from. Such can be quite different in high season, the harbour master explains. It can happen one can walk from one side to the other via the ships decks, he says. Don't know if he is exaggerating. As the bridge opens only between 08:00 am and 06:00 pm, no early departure and late arrival here anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123426176657157442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RxoQ9myWbUI/AAAAAAAAA0c/ssNtwzPMHhw/s400/20070822_0950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;A Linssen (hardly) never is alone. Also the French flagged l'Argonaute found this place for a stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;One easily can understand why it can be very busy here. Coming from the north or east, Dordrecht is an ideal place for a stop. The harbour has very good facilities, located right in the center, is safe with a fence around - and surrounded by little restaurants, galleries and speciality shops. Want to sniff some culture? Dordrecht is said to be the oldest city of &lt;em&gt;Holland&lt;/em&gt; (which, by the way is not the same as the Netherlands!), obtained city rights in 1220. Name comes from Thuredrith - which means place at the river Thure - which place first was mentioned in 1049. It has over 1000 monuments, of which the Grote Kerk (big church) with its not-finished tower is one of the most appealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We selected a mooring place right after the bridge, close to the church. However, one needs to be aware that close to the entrance/exit of the harbour, the incoming swell of the passing barges might be perceived as less pleasant. Looking at the menus of the restaurants next to the harbour, a local passing by advised us to go to fish restaurant the "Stroper" &lt;a href="http://www.destroper.nl/"&gt;http://www.destroper.nl/&lt;/a&gt;. Indeed, we finalized this day with a superb meal in a very nice environment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311900-6149452957626977293?l=mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mylinssenexperience.blogspot.com/2007/10/man-considers-nature-decides.html</link><author>linssen.experience@gmail.com (Aad Huijs)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yTsTgiSlbig/RxoSGGyWbVI/AAAAAAAAA0k/x3M_KjAz86c/s72-c/day+13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>