TOURS OF THE ROSES

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Harbouring at Handbjerg.

HANDBJERG. Up in plenty of time for the parkrun. The rest of the runners seem to leave it until the last minute. About 30 runners start...

Ferrying to Fano (and back).

ESBJERG. Travel the couple of miles to the football ground after a breakfast of cereal. The car park is deserted but looks safe enough....

Driving into Denmark.

ESBJERG. We call at the lake at Lagelund on the way to Lidl at Suderlugum. It would have been a nice place to stay if we had known. Drive...

Leck Where We Are!

LECK. TUESDAY. Set off from the campsite after a 5km run. The heat and lack of fitness doesn't help. Stop for diesel just outside the...

Sunbathing by the Swimming Pool.

TONNING. It's market day in the village. We are greeted by a female group of 4 singing to accompany the shoppers. Normal sort of market,...

The Widest Beach We've Ever Seen.

TONNING. Forced myself to go for a run at 9am. Sun shining with little wind, a very pleasant sea side run. The van uses very little...

Surrounded by Sheep, Feels Like Home.

BROKDORF. Overcast morning so we take our time over breakfast. We set off at 10:30 for Hude, just before Bremen. However, the continuing...

A Decision is Taken.

GRONINGEN. Wednesday's disturbed night results in a lie-in until 8:30. Rosie swam and met a couple from Almondbury in the pool. Had to...

Retracing Our Steps.

DELFT. Spend restless night caused by sea winds and motorway traffic. A German neighbour commiserates with us over last night's...

A Second Black Wednesday

DEN OEVER. A leisurely breakfast is spoilt by the discovery of a pool of water under the van. Not sure if we should be worried or not....

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