A Horsewoman from Harlingen in the Scottish Highlands

May 2017. One of the Frisian bastards hiked the Cape Wrath Trail. A hike of about 300 kilometres through the remote Northwest Highlands of Scotland, starting at Inbhir Garadh (Invergarry) to the isolated lighthouse on the cliffs of Cape Wrath, and its café The Ozone at the end of the Universe. The fourth day hikingContinue reading “A Horsewoman from Harlingen in the Scottish Highlands”

More Flying ‘Dutchmen’

On the first of February 2020, one of the Frisian bastards of the Frisia Coast Trail tramped the trail section from the town of Bad Nieuweschans to the village of Termunten. It is a hike of 30 kilometres along the southern shores of the Dollart Bay. The day before, in the evening, the bastard arrivedContinue reading “More Flying ‘Dutchmen’”

Presence of mind to ask the right question

‘The path will provide,’ is a familiar saying among hikers while on the trail. The flipside of this attitude is you might not have the keenness to recognize an exceptional opportunity. Your mind gets lazy. It is exactly what happened to one of the Frisian bastards during his solo-hike through the harsh mountains of Corsica.Continue reading “Presence of mind to ask the right question”

A Wadden Sea Guide and His Twelve Disciples

For those outdoor freaks who consider hiking the mud flats of the Wadden Sea, it is essential to know this is, in fact, not a worldly journey but a spiritual one. The whole Frisia Coast in a way is a spiritual belt. Protecting the southern coast of the North Sea against northern darkness, according toContinue reading “A Wadden Sea Guide and His Twelve Disciples”

Expelled from Regal Grounds

July 1987. The two bastards, both being sixteen years old at the time, went to the village of Wijnaldum, or Winaem in Mid-Frisian language. The reason for it was twofold. Firstly, the yearly street-kaatsen tournament was taking place. Secondly, one of their classmates Gerda lived closed to the village, and this was a good excuseContinue reading “Expelled from Regal Grounds”

Croeso Gerddwyr

Last year one of the bastards hiked the Pembrokeshire Coast Path in southwestern Wales (Cymru), a 290 kilometres long trail. As every walker knows, hiking, pilgrimage and spiritual peace are one and the same thing. The coast path takes you after nine days of walking to the homeland of Saint David, Wales’ patron saint. SaintContinue reading “Croeso Gerddwyr”

Support for the Corsican Cause in jeopardy

September 2018, one of the bastards hiked the Grande Randonnée 20 in Corsica. Or, as the French say, la GR-vingt. The GR20 is considered Europe’s toughest long-distance trail. And one of the most dangerous, as it turned out. The bastard wanted to experience the similarities of hiking trails that cover territories of Europe’s autochthonous minorities.Continue reading “Support for the Corsican Cause in jeopardy”

“My God, the Germans bought all the bread!” cried Moira

The essence of the Frisia Coast Trail is hiking through the heartland of (former) Frisia and to taste the landscape, its history, its culture and to meet its people. Every now and then the Frisian bastards hike trails that cut through heartlands of other minority cultures. Hiking the illustrious Cape Wrath Trail in the upperContinue reading ““My God, the Germans bought all the bread!” cried Moira”

The Women of Anjum

Late in the afternoon, December 28, 2018, one of the Frisian bastards arrived at Anjum after a hike that had started at the village of Holwerd. A walk of 30 kilometres along the coast. It was exactly 21 years ago that the villagers were shaken by the national news. The discovery of two bodies, buriedContinue reading “The Women of Anjum”