Just as Hans had told us, the wind died down and the Ijsselmere was calm again about a force 2). It dawned sunny here at Urk today, and we got away at 06.15 determined to reach Amsterdam in the good weather.
We had a good run to Amsterdam reaching the lock at Lelystad at 08.15. From there it was straight to Amsterdam. We got there at 11.15, so we made good time. Chugging our way through the city we looked for somewhere to stop and eat. We were hungry by this time, as we left on a cup of coffee and a biscuit each.
We moored up just in the centre of Amsterdam just before a bridge, where we both had a good fry up, although our stay was cut short as we were told the bridge would be open in a few minutes, but would then not open again until
We needed more grease for our new prop. Shaft, so we stopped for a time at a marina to purchase some, but we were conscious that we should press on, so didn’t linger there. However, e had a natural break when we reached a very low bridge. We approached, but could not find any signs of anyone operating it. Martin then noticed a post with a green push button on it. Perhaps we served ourselves here we thought. We drove up alongside and I pushed the button “Hello” came a voice from the speaker “we would like to go under the bridge please” we said, “are you commercial or sport?” “sport,” we said, “Oh I’m sorry, but you will have to wait until 6 pm for me to open it for you”. I looked at my watch, half an hour to wait. But dead
The weather up until this point had been sunny, but clouds formed overhead and it rained and even hailed for a time. Again we had not really travelled quite as far as we would have liked today (disappointing after the good time we made from Urk to Amsterdam), so we pressed on eating our meal on the hoof as we glided through the smaller suburban areas on the edge of the city.
We finally moored at Oude Wetering outside the church after a fourteen hour day. A beer and then bed was in order. We both slept soundly, even the church bell ringing didn’t keep us awake.