Awoke to a calm and misty morning. We had enjoyed our brief stay in Woudsend. We zig-zagged our way towards the Heegermeer (half a dozen 90 degree bends), through Heeg itself and then through the town of IJlst where we thought we had arrived in Spain:
By now it really was a flat calm:
The channel became quite narrow in the middle of this old town, which appeared to us to be worth the visit some other time, with a sharp turn just before the lifting bridge and moored boats either side.
Another couple of miles and we were in the middle of Sneek. By pure chance we arrived at the first lifting bridge just as it was opening for two other boats so we, er, sneaked in behind them, went under another two lifting bridges and popped out the other side heading E towards the Sneekermeer. This time we didn't stop, but Sneek is a 'must visit' place. But not, so we are informed, during 'Sneek Week'. It's probably like 'Cowes Week' in the UK - i.e. completely manic and you are barely able to see the water for boats. Even this early in the season, the town looked pretty busy to us and there were significantly more vessels in the area.
We then turned S back down the Prinses Margriet Canal and in due course, arrived at our berth back in Lemmer in time for apéros on deck in the warm evening sun.
/Rich
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