North Brabant seems big on dairy. It’s also a Catholic area. These are the two facts that I picked up as we threaded our way through fields and woods, with a coffee stop in Valkenswaard. I took no photos since there was nothing that particularly caught my eye. There may be something in Weert, but my hotel and route choices were so flawless that we entered Weert right by the hotel and leave it tomorrow by the canal I can see from my window.

But, my goodness, I am slow! Even on the flat in good conditions I may bowl along at only 15 or 16 kph. My average speed for the day is something like 12 or 13 kph. I don’t push against the pedals and I have little momentum. Once upon a time we zoomed along German river valleys at 18 or 19 kph. It really doesn’t matter: I just keep turning the pedals and adjust the day’s expected distance accordingly. It’s not as if I don’t know that I don’t grow any younger.