Nothing bicycling this summer. I'm making a break. It's going to be a bit of a little bit of home-time hiding.
I only long for life on two wheels, the simple and uncomplicated life. Sometimes it feels like I'm going to break, so much I long for.
I have not given up. Just take a break and will come back strong.
If you are in New York you have to go to the Museum of Modern Art. In any case, I. Had been able to spend many hours there. Now it became the exhibition with collections 1880 - 1950.Beautiful light in the entrance
Van Gogh, one of my favorites. Star night and olive tree.
Picasso another favorite
Piet Mondrian is another favorite whose painting Trafalgar Square was displayed.
Unfortunately, I missed who this artist is.
MoMA has a wonderful gift shop. Lucky that my budget is limited. I could have been shopping elsewhere. Hm, maybe they have an online store?
The bike rider has been out there. I'm in New York. However, did not ride the bike but took the flight. It's a great week where I get very well looked after in every way possible. Many thanks to K & P for everything you did for me.
Some photos from visits to the Botanical Garden and the orchid exhibition.
Then there was a walk in the sun among daffodils.
I'm coming to the Netherlands Friday morning. It is impossible to get train tickets to Fina and me for our trip to Sweden. Everything is fully booked over the weekend.
Vermeer's painting The girl with pearl earrings is in The Hague, I have come to know and I want to see that painting. The hostel in The Hague has a free bed until monday morning so I'm strolling away.
I had a little sad impression of The Hague last time, most stress and shopping. Lucky I rode here again for now I find another Hague. Here are also the typical canals and quiet streets.
The pearl earring girl is in Mauritshuis, a building from the 1640 century. It was originally home to the governor and the highest military in Brazil, which was one of the Dutch colonies. Mauritshuis has been an art museum since 1822.
The house is absolutely amazing. I am about to be amazed at the architecture and the murals. You have actually lived here in this environment.
Looking through the window, you see some modern art floating in the canal.
Finally, I find her, the girl with pearl earrings. Wonderful. Incredible. I understand why Vermeer is called the master of light. It is clear when you see her in reality.
I'm just sitting there enjoying myself. In the end, the guard starts to hark and hma and it starts to become a little more people in the room. I'd probably leave my place.
On my way from Mauritshuis, I pass older blocks.
There 2017's long cycle round ends. I have cycled for 8 weeks and take the train home.
Summer is not over yet. Who knows, I might take a small trip in Denmark. Maybe it will be a hiking adventure or two somewhere. In addition, I have found some draft old posts. They are not currently timely but it's always fun with photos I think. One thing is for sure, I will write and tell you here on the blog.
Feel so good
It has stopped raining, hurray! I cycle the last miles through North York Moors to get out on the plain.
Art along the cycle path outside Guisborough. The cycle track would lead to Middlesborough. It did not. After about 10 km it stopped suddenly. Just looking happy and cycling back and finding another way.
I say goodbye to Robin Hood's Bay and wish I'll be back sometime. Then I have booked accommodation far in advance and stay more than one night.
I continue cycling the Cleveland Heritage trail as I did since Scarborough, except when I miss the signage as at Fylingdales. The member follows the coast north to Withby.
After that, I sometimes have to get cars again and the road has almost no roads. Everything is going well the first 4 kilometers since it's the most wretched, horrible, horrific uphill I've ever had. 3,5 km long and just uphill, breathtaking upwards from about 4 meters above sea level to about 191 m above sea level! It took me 1 hour and 15 minutes to come up.
Up the hill is fantastic, but I have to concentrate on traffic. Cyclists are not popular here. The cars almost nudge me when they drive by and I get out of nature several times. Feels like the drivers take their aggressions on me.
Soon the view of an unpleasant fog and rain will be hidden. I have to be even more on my guard. I have my yellow vest over rain jacket and both front and back lights are on. Holds the thumbs that I see.
This is how it looks closer to 10 km. The only positive is that it is a bit slow down. Though it does not feel positive in the fog as speed increases. Many drivers drive as if they had beautiful weather. Afterwards, I notice that this is one of the most unfortunate roads in Yorkshire.
I'm afraid, really afraid.
Then get it up and I have a lovely downhill to Runswick Bay where I storm into a pub and ask for a room. They are nothing but the wonderful staff find a room in the next town, Staithes, at the Captain Cooks Inn pub and it's not far there. When I drank a large cup of coffee and landed in that I survived, I continued to my room.
The next morning the pub owner tells me he drove me across the hill. He offers a shot for today's rugged back and I'm getting very happy. What people there are.
Feel so good