50th rider !Joos Bikes for Peace in Zeeland

Joos was supposed to show me off to the edge of her village Kloetinge. Then the rain started. And the gale. So she liked it so much she decided we should go and have tea somewhere out there. Since she had gone 10 km, it was only natural that she guide me all the way to the new harbor of Vlissingen. And once there, the storm had so cut me thin that she could do nothing else but break the wind for me… until my next couchsurf, sympathetic bike activist Wim, who arrived presently, at the cockpit of his fantabulous rocket bike. Another wild day in Zeeland. In most countries, birds fly and cows walk. Here birds stay hidden and cows fly off in whole flocks.