Terschelling
Saturday:
After breakfast we took a ferry across the Wadden Sea to Terschelling, an island off the coast of Harlingen.
Terschelling:
We rented bikes and rode them the length of the island, as far as we could go. I knew there'd be a lot of bike riding on this trip and my plan, which involved not preparing for this in any way, came off beautifully...
We found a beach on the shore of the North Sea, vast and desolate...
Later we came across an area which upon inspection turned out to be riddled with old German bunkers from WWII. Location suggests German troops had anti-aircraft guns set here, watching western skies.
We met a Canadian couple who were born in the Netherlands. They'd been children during the war and told us stories about their experiences, including one about an uncle who'd lived on Terschelling and was "recruited" by the Germans to gather mines from the Sea.
This is another of the bunkers on the right:
Liberty, independence, and fear.
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More biking...
A very sweet cow I met...
In the beginning of the middle of the bike ride, the road forked (isn't that always the way?). Just to be safe, I suggested we go left:
On our ride back to the ferry we passed an old graveyard...
