Well, it's the bikes again. Do you want the city or the country?
The country!
OK. Country it is.
Get up late. Eat Breakfast (pancakes, home-made cherry sauce for Werner and me, all the usual syrups for the kids). Clean up. Make blueberry cake with Hannah (YUM!!). Make sandwiches (PBJ, ham, turkey). Pack everything. HEAD OUT! Good grief, it's already 1:30.
Since it was National Mill Day, we tried to find a windmill to visit. There are of course water mills as well, but I really like the windmills. We opted for Aschwarden, not too far from here.
From Vegesack (1), we took the train to Farge (2) , so it was only about 12 kilometers ONE WAY to Aschwarden (3) on the bikes, add a few for little detours.....
We went by the old submarine bunker that's now a national historical site and along the dikes. We talked to the sheep but they didn't seem too interested in talking back to us.
After lunch on the dike we went down to the windmill and were lucky enough to get there just in time for the lecture. With a bit of translation here and there, we all learned about how the sacks of wheat and rye were hauled up to the grinder and how the wings were set. The wind was strong enough to move the wings and we saw how the vents were set to make them turn. Werner and Hunter even made them stop!!! Really, the mill had slowed enough that they could stop it. But, no surprise, they couldn't start it again. Wind power beats manpower every time.
After all that, we went up on the dike to look around and take some more pictures.
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