Arnhem by bike [175,06]

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This was still in Rotterdam, after I just had gone under the Breinenoordbrug. I've never seen so many sheeps there. They started bleat as soon as I came in sight. I suppose they were waiting for food, better then grass anyway.

Saturdays I had to work till 17 o'clock, but I really wanted to go out biking. With only one day off, I wouldn't have gotten very far. That's why I went home, did some speedgroseries, listened to some music (read: bawled along with David Usher very loadly) and left in Eastern direction. It would have been lighter for a longer period of time, if the sky didn't cloud over as soon as I entered the province of Utrecht. With the falling of the dusk I turned off my music. I figured with nighty tours I should surround me with nighty silence. Fields full of hunting housecats, a squeaking mouse, a skimming owl, something flying around and shrieking (a bat?). Feelings of distance are totally off. For 99% I made the same route as before, but nevertheless little strikes me as familiar. The night is distorting upon your surroundings. Oh yeah, after this bridge I turned right last time.

Here you can see the 'hills' at the horizon. Maybe for most people all over the world this is peanuts. But most of the Netherlands is as flat as a pancake. It makes me 'awe'.
.. shit... that was the footpath, with a very vicious post in the middle... auwauw...!

When you go to Amerongen, you also pass a sign that says your leaving the 'Utrechtse Heuvelrug' (Hill Back of Utrecht). In contrast to what the name might suspect, the road had been very flat untill now, with now and then a higher or lower part of the dyke. The way to Rhenen is more climbing. Maybe they ment to say: 'you're ENTERING the Hill Back of Utrecht'. The road after Rhenen seems to consist only of climbing. First I climb the westside of the Grebbeberg (Grebbe-mountain...).  At this point I've already gone 101km and I'm beginning to get tired. It is still dark, but as I leave the province of Utecht and enter the province of Gelderland, the sky opens and I am witnessing a wide dark sky with bright zodiac sparkling and I move on with Ursa Maior and Leo Minor in my back for a lightly encouraging push in the back.

Here it is stated: Arnhem, best town centre!. Okay... I'll check it out some other day... I give it the benefit of the doubt...
Downhill the Grebbeberg is as easy as sensational. With 50km/h I swish down. The rest of the way to Arnhem seems to be a lot of climbing, climbing, climbing with now and then a steep hill down. The closer I get to Arnhem, the higher I seem to be plodding along (this can very well be caused by exhaution). I even start to wonder if Arnhem is maybe built on the Biebelebonse Mountain... (don't even try to understand, it's from a Dutch children song). But eventually I enter the place of destiny (that sounds more spiritual than it does in Dutch LOL ;D).

When entering the provincetown of Gelderland I'm being informed that they have recieved an award for best towncentre (actually I already knew that, because that friend bragging about Arnhem told me).

Presikhaaf-park. I thought the park was rather pretty. Ans I found those little benches quite frolicsome.
But I must have missed it completely, because what I saw wasn't that spectacular. I have noticed before that actually everything everywhere lookes alike, down to the core. An appartment area in Amsterdam looks just as one in Venlo and a officebuilding in Overschie is simular in setup as one in Lutjebroek. The only things that are different are scarce unique spots that give a place its identity. I can't hardly imagine a whole centre being that unique, but maybe there might be a few parts, that make the centre as a whole SEEM unique. That are the things I like to capture on photo. Only downside is my camara refusing duty more often, what leaves me with far less pictures as I would have liked.
Ooh this looks like a big big park. I never took the photo in opposite direction with the building site... What a shame, how mankind tries to dispel nature...
But because of my struggle for many weeks to get as far as Arnhem on bike, makes it worth to fiddle with my camara and memorycard for a quarter of an hour per picture.

My quiet and overdone goal was to ride over the Posbank, but on my way to Velp I turned out too tired for that attempt. Passing a sign 'Lane of Presikhaaf' caused my blood flow harder. As core Rotterdammer I feel at home as soon as I get near excavationsites and streets broken open. As some kind of 'horse smells stable'-principle. I have to go towards the Rijn to find my way home and I spot on my map in that direction a little park. So I recon that would be a pleasant location for a long break and breakfast.

Airborne-square with in the middle here the bikers roundabout. I have never encountered anything like this. I think this is unique. Pretty too and I sat here a while and it was quite relaxing.
A splendid sunrise with voile-ish purple-ish clouds and a pink-ish sky (The sunrise was very -ish...). After that gorgeous sight the sky closes tight within a quarter of an hour.

Frozen to the marrow after the long bike ride I get supercooled. Too tired to keep moving, too chilled to sit still, I begin to feel worse and worse. Nauseous, with headache and dizzyness I keep biking from step to bench, from stone to lawn, trying to avoid both miseries. I also suffer from terrible backaches from carrying the heavy backpack for so many kilometres and I biked my knees somewhat to smithereens. Finally on top of everything I desperately have to take leak. Sooo... if you hear about some one very territorial from Rotterdam who marked her scent in Arnhem... well... that wouldn't be me. I made sure nobody saw me. In the end there is only one thing to do... ride to Rhenen very... very slowly for a cup of coffee with my sis. I was suppose to be there at 10 o'clock, so it's becoming a new challenge to get back as slowly as I can. At Oosterbeek I'm lighty warmed up and still exhausted. Near a monument at the other side of the road of Airborne-museum I fall asleep on a bench for just about 15 minutes, but then I move on again in a snail's pace of 7km/h. The way back exists of short steep hills up and long light sloping descents. The second time up the Grebbeberg from the eastside is just too much for me. I get off and take a walk for the first time this whole trip.

At 13 o'clock I take the train home. I'm back at 15 o'clock and fall in some kind of coma dreaming about... yeah right... I'm not gonna tell you everything! ;D

Pretty Arnhem: Presikhaaf-park and Airborne-bike roundabout.

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This was still in Rotterdam, after…
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