Centuries are easier in kilometers

Because they are only 62 miles.

The morning view from my room at Pierre and David's.
The morning view from my room at Pierre and David’s.
Pierre and David.
Pierre and David.

Pierre and David showed us the sights of Verviers as they led us from Belgium to Maastricht, Netherlands. There they would head to a train station and return home (although we found out they missed the train and ended up cycling home). We would complete a metric century following the instructions that David wrote out for us, using the beautiful and convenient bike paths of Netherlands and then northern Belgium later that afternoon.  (Maastricht is the part of Netherlands that hangs down to the south-east and we were going North-west.)

A statue of the dam builder of Verviers. they were known for textiles, at first wool, thanks to the water.
A statue of the dam builder of Verviers. they were known for textiles, at first wool, thanks to the water.
The communal bath building, no longer used, where the Verviers residents would cleanse themselves a century ago.
The communal bath building, no longer used, where the Verviers residents would cleanse themselves a century ago.
Close up of the bath house facade.
Close up of the bath house facade.
David and Pierre lead us into Maastricht, Netherlands.
David and Pierre lead us into Maastricht, Netherlands.
The Muese River flows the center of Maastricht.
The Meuse River flows through the center of Maastricht.
Like most of  Netherlands, cyclists rule in Maastricht.
Like most of Netherlands, cyclists rule in Maastricht, a university town. Neanderthal remains have been found near here, the Celts  had a settlement, and the Romans built a bridge over the Meuse in the first century.
Bridge detail, Maastricht.
Bridge detail, Maastricht.
We were only in Netherlands for a short time, then crossed back into Belgium.
We were only in Netherlands for a short time, then crossed back into Belgium.
Tom negotiates a canal bridge.
Tom negotiates a canal bridge.

Belgium was rolling terrain, the countryside green with corn and cow pastures. But the further north we rode the flatter it got, until it was just as flat as the Rhine route. We were also on a canal again which we are all getting bored with. We followed the Garmin instructions to a campground and, as expected, I was ready to smash it with a sledge hammer. After cycling 5 kilometers it got us to a campground that was only 2 1/2 kilometers away. (I guess that’s better than not ever finding it at all.) And it put us over a hundred kilometers for the day. And it took us past an ice cream stand that was irresistible. OK,  I won’t smash it yet.

A siren-like song captured us all at the fortuitous ice cream stand.
A siren-like song captured us all at the fortuitous ice cream stand.
The campground entrance looked like Jurassic Park, but the theme was actually trolls.
The campground entrance looked like Jurassic Park, but the theme was actually trolls.

The campground was huge and deserted, with hundreds of camper-vehicles permanently settled, two pools, a pond, several playgrounds, tennis courts, and the list goes on. We were told that vacation season starts next week and it would be packed with families. We shared the bar with a half dozen locals and watched the Netherlands-Chile soccer game. The price for a campsite was right, only 18 euro for the three of us.

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