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Today we loaded the bikes onto the car and drove towards Jandrja, from where we started our tour to Trubnj. We were excited because it was going along the coast. Prima and Vodice were on our route. We had never taken a closer look at Vodice before and had heard that it was supposed to be beautiful. We

Today we headed towards Grebastica, I'll leave out the weird symbols above the letters, I don't know how to pronounce them anyway. No disrespect, but the Croatian language still doesn't make sense to me even after all these years here. Time of day is fine, thank you and please yes... but my one brain

If you've hidden a cache somewhere in the world, you have to check on it every now and then. So we went from our vacation home to the lighthouse. The waterfront promenade has been paved further, and that's how we arrived in Primosten. We bought some provisions and rolled through the Croatian outback

It's in stock; none of Mrs. Möweninsel's argan oil and our feet were crying out for exercise; we're used to it from our daily rides in the Netherlands. 🫠 So we harnessed up our bikes and off we went towards Marienthal... to the local dealer we trust for argan oil. We felt like taking the asphalt path

After clearing out the chalet and packing the car, we set off on a little farewell shopping trip on our bikes. Gifts for those staying at home. We set off again from Biggekerke, through meadows and fields to Middelburg. The Stroppeltje waffle shop was open, and freshly made waffles immediately landed

Today we cycled from Biggekerke to Veere. Halfway through the trip was the middle of the Verse Gatdam, where you can cross over to Kamperland. The sun was shining and white clouds accompanied us through the meadows and fields. We briefly visited Middelburg and then headed past the lock towards Veerse

Today we went to the Oranjezon Nature Reserve. €1 entry per person, you can't complain. We chose the deer route, naturally hoping to see an antlered animal, which unfortunately didn't happen except for a few droppings. Oh well, sometimes you lose, sometimes the others win. A long stretch past a water

Today, in glorious weather, we cycled to Domburg for market day. Mrs. Möweninsel was hoping for a Stropeltje waffle baker, and Mr. Möweninsel was hoping for some herring. 😋 Both hopes came true... the Dutch know how to make us happy. Cheese went into the bike bag, and the bikes rolled on. It was a lovely