Finally off the ferry, on a rather grey day at Hook of Holland. I decided to walk westwards from the ferry terminal to the beach so that I would start my walk at the North Sea. I had to walk into a gale to get to the North Sea, then turned round and started the great trek. The walk was signposted on the tarred track, heading east, alongside the Rhine. There was a ferry crossing, and then it was back to heading west. I thought I was reasonably fit, but this last section was very hard going. The rucksack felt heavy and my feet were very sore. I finally arrived in Brielle, which is a nice old town, full of day trippers and got to the hotel. Having gone upstairs to my bedroom, my muscles stiffened up, and it was extremely difficult to get back down the stairs for my evening meal.
