Pill box from WWII facing German border |
13.5°C
After heavy rain in the night it was hot and sunny until mid-afternoon then the
clouds rolled in. After breakfast we got ready to move. The skipper off the
smaller boat of the two by the lock landing came over to chat with Mike. He
told him he’d built the boat himself and this was its first voyage in company
with his father-in-law’s boat that had been built originally for harvesting
spuds in 1904 and fifty years later it had an engine added and a cabin and
became a pleasure boat. We left at 9.40 am and the clegs found us, so out came
the swatters and repellent. There were a few fishermen around
Jipsinghuizersluis when we arrived. I tied the centre rope to the post on the
(much, much too short) wooden landing and Mike got off
with the key to work the
liftbridge. Two cars arrived just as we’d got the bridge open, typical. Mike
brought the boat into the lock and I wound the bridge back down, locked it and
Mike lifted the barriers. Put our accumulated rubbish into the lockside waste
paper bin and made a cuppa while the water level dropped us down 1.3m. We just
had time to drink our cuppa before our second lock of the day,
Wollinghuizersluis, which had a busy road that crossed the canal via the
liftbridge – this one was fully
automatic – turn the key and press buttons and
everything worked, no dropping and lifting barriers and no winding the bridge
up and down. Good thing as lots of cars had stopped to wait for the bridge.
Down another 1.00m. A long straight lead to the canal arm to Bourtange, round a
left hand bend and we were at Bourtangersluis. A part converted Dutch barge was
moored on the left above the lock, the liftbridge was up and a small cruiser
was waiting on the right to go down. The lock gate opened and an large open
motorboat with half a dozen people off for a Bank Holiday picnic emerged. The
little boat went in (ignoring the red light
and didn’t put his key in the slot)
and tied on the right, we followed and took the left. From here the locks are
shorter, only 20m instead of 27m. Neither Mike nor the German skipper could
find a key slot to put the liftbridge back down. There were cyclists our side
who helped look and a tractor driver on the far side. The German skipper
pressed the button to work the lock. Eventually between them they found out
that there was a button (on posts both sides of the canal) which said press to
operate bridge and down it came, just as the tractor driver started
backing up
to turn around. Down another 1.00m and the small cruiser was off in the
distance in no time. In fact it was in Vlagtweddesluis, going down, when we
arrived and had left before we finished putting ropes round bollards above the
rebuilt lock chamber, dated 1991. No one waiting below so Mike turned the key
in the slot and the lock refilled. As we went in we could see another open
motorboat waiting below. Mike took the mast off and laid it on the roof to go
under the low fixed bridge (3.00m) below the lock. Left it lying on the roof as
there was another low fixed bridge in Veelerveen. A short
straight, then an arm
off to the left leading to an amusement park called Parc Emslander Meer, then
our last bridge of the day, Veelerveensterbrug, again all automatic using the
key. Under an unusual threeway footbridge called Noabersbadde, which had only
2.5m air draught, just enough for our sunshade. The Dutch barge we’d seen the
day before was still moored on the wooden landing stage, so we tied up behind
it at 1.15 pm – the staging was now full. After lunch I helped get the bike off
down the short plank so Mike could go and retrieve the car from Sellingen. The
sky had gone grey and it was hot, sticky and muggy. Thunderstorm and heavy rain
started around 3.30 pm.
Above Bourtangersluis |
Plaque in Wollinghuizersluis |
Carved wooden posts nr Bourtanger branch canal |
Above Flagtweddesluis |
Moored at Veelerveen |
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