The Monday after Sinterklaas my uncle, Jur, offered to take us out for the day. I told him I wanted to see a lock. So he drove us out to the Grave Lock, which is in a town called Grave…its not a Grave.
It was awesome watching the water go up and down delivering boats from one canal to another.
It was freezing cold however and after about 30mins we all hopped into the car for part 2 of our adventure.
We drove past this village which I was shocked to discover belonged to Beer! He never told us he owned a village.
Jur drove us to a place called the Mook Hei. Mook is an area and hei means heath or moor.
Its one of the most beautiful places I have seen in Holland.
There are highland cows living wild on the moor
During WWII there was an allied camp on this more, there are still craters from the bombs that were dropped on the camp.
Jur scared me by telling me the cow would try and attack us as we walked past, thus I made him go first.
The cow couldn’t care less
We walked to the lookout and watched the sun start to set
It was breathtaking.
It was such a wonderful afternoon. A great way to spend one of our last days in Holland. And that we got to spend it with one of my favourite people.
On the way back to the car we talked about ninja sheep.
