Leaving Lemmer

The day had a slow start and we needed to look for an internet connection. I had tried the library the day before, but it had a painfully slow connection. Today they didn't open until 1400, a strange hour, but perhaps a sign of the times. I had to ask several people along the way for the location of the library and was often met by a frown and a ponder. Obviously the library is seldom used nowadays and only by school kids, and then for internet service only.

We finally had to resort to look for a McDonalds and found one next to the highway. We had a cup of coffee and limited reception, but sufficient to post our blogs. On the way back to the barge we stopped at the local fish stand and had deep fried sole fillet on a bun. It was yummy and we were ready to head through the locks and down into Flevoland.

Between locks opening and bridge lifting, we turned the barge around and headed for the locks. We had to go through three locks in the afternoon and we are getting our practise for the French canals.

At the second lock, Michael was mesmerized by the tall blond lock master, she was stunningly beautiful. At this lock we left Friesland and when the locks opened we were in Flevoland. I was struck by the sculpture along side the lock; two masive steel feet walking along the cobbled stone dike. It wasn't so long ago that it was still under the Zuider Zee.