A 24 hour photo trip, part 1

Today Peter and I are going to test our new tents.
Destination: Mini camping De Rijnhoeve, near Schagerbrug.
Our photography location: Palendorp Petten.

We left Delfzijl at 13.00 hours in a downpour, but the further we came the better became the weather. We arrived at the camping under a blue sky.
We met the owner Mirjam and she explained how things worked at het mini camping. She showed us the toilet and shower and then installed herself at a picknick table to watch us setting up our tents. This woman just didn't stop talking and asking questions. Peter and I had lots of fun about it, without her noticing that. I'm sure she was convinced we were a gay couple, and she just couldn't understand why we had two tents.

After a while she left, but showed up again as soon as we sat down in chairs in front of our tents. I brought 2 delicous 'appelflappen' for that moment, but she was spoiling the moment for us.
We then decided to tell her we would be leaving soon to explore the area a bit. We stood up from our chairs and that was enough to get her up her feet too. She left! Finally.
We sat down again, and enjoyed our appelflap and cola. Haha.

Later on, in Callantsoog we enjoyed a nice Diavola-pizza (prego!) and we bought a new sleeping mattress as well because the air mattress we have are way to wobbly to sleep on.

Around 19.00 we went to explore our chosen location near Petten. A huge dissapointment followed. There was no water between the poles. What a pity. We had a mint tea at a beach pavilion to recover from this disaster. We decided to excplore new locations and drove on to Schoorl. But all we found there was another terrace where we enjoyed another drink and a portion of 'bitterballen'.
We had only one option: Stick to the plan. So, we went back to Palendorp Petten. And that was the good decision!

We stayed there until after sunset and the blue hour and had a great time composing the poles in all kind of different ways. (see the extra section)
The sky and clouds came on fire as well, helping us with even more compositions. The fact there wasn't water between the poles wasn't that relevant anymore.
In fact we already made a new plan for tomorrows sunrise. We would be back here, because the tide would be somewhat higher. Maybe we would be in luck.

Around 23.30 we were back at our tents. No Mirjam to be found!
With the alarmclocks at 04.00 am, we tried to sleep on our new mattresses. Not wobbly anymore, but so hard!! Hard was just an understatement.


Palendorp Petten is a monument to commenorate the fact that the village of Petten was totally destroyed by the sea back in 1792.