Our first stop was the edge of the Ijsselmeer where we viewed wild wind surfers enjoying the warm, windy day. We then made a stop in Makkum where I found the neatest pair of orange with white-souled Birkenstocks... it was "I wanted" them... not "I needed" them. I managed to clean out Delmer's wallet of Euros so we were on Visa for the remainder of the day. As we left town we saw a wonderful old working windmill.
We drove south to Hindeloopen, a quaint little town that was busting at the seams with Skutsje sailing boat, their teams and followers. Unfortunately the race was cancelled due to high winds. We have begun to understand just how complicated Skutsjelin racing really is. The partying that goes along with this wondeful tradition is vigorous to say the least. These are wonderful people. We also visited the Grote Kerk, to our surprise was built by Albert Jansz, in the 1590s. We are sure that we have finally found some of Delmer's relatives and this could explain his "Dutch-like" stature. The church's yard held a small number of graves of young airmen from WW2.
We finished off our day at Stavoren, viewing a lock that flows into one of the many canals and then having supper along the haven.
What an excellent day of exploring another part of Friesland.
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