View from the top of the dune in Schoorl

One year during summer vacation, we exchanged our comfortable home for a, too small, caravan. The kind where you can't swing a cat, should you want to. However, it did give me the wonderful opportunity to expand my running horizons!

Running from Tuitjenhorn to Schoorl

After all: my legs will carry me only so far. But with a generous lift by car, suddenly I could run from Tuitjenhorn to Schoorl!

I went where I had never gone before!

So I shouted a goodbye to my children and the camping mascotte, and fled the scene. I was quite excited, because I was going where I had never gone before, exploring strange and new worlds, and I have the unfortunate habit of getting lost, even when I'm exploring the beaten path.

But without too much trouble I reached the little town of Schoorl, known for it's big sand dune, and my goal for the day. Because at the foot of the sand dune there's this lovely restaurant where they serve great cups of coffee.

Asking for directions

But having reached Schoorl I succeeded in missing the big sand dune. Luckily I found a friendly lady who gave me directions:

'You take a right, then you take another right, and then you run till you can't anymore, because the sand dune is a dead end.'

That gave me something to think about:

Isn't it strange how one person's goal is another person's dead end?