The wonderful winds returned again, so for most of the day I was going to be going straight into what the forecast called a gentle breeze. A gentle breeze means that the wind is about 20 k’s in speed and gusting up to 35 k’s. However one just keeps turning the pedals and going.
This part of Holland that I’m in at the moment is the newest province and I believe it was in 1975 that it was actually inaugurated. For the morning I travelled mostly along the sea wall on one side the inland Sea on the other side native marshland And in front of me a long long straight bike path. After some 25 km of this I decided time for a change so I cut inland through to Almere. Probably one of Holland’s newest towns are not a particularly attractive one. Quite a lot of the bike paths followed the railway lines and I could watch with some degree of envy as these trains would whistle by at what seemed like one every three minutes and most of them had little bicycle signs on the side. But I resisted the temptation and kept going and given that the forecast was rain yet again I chose a hotel delightfully I was upgraded into a rather pleasant suite.
As I reached the outskirts of Amsterdam, the houses, canals and general environment became more of the Holland that you see in tourist brochures the only thing missing with tulips.
Tomorrow is my last day in Holland and on the continent as tomorrow night I catch the ferry to Harwich and then have to think about Cycling on the other side of the road, a new set of currency and of course the British miles vs kilometres.