Showing posts with label Acquoy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Acquoy. Show all posts

Saturday, July 25, 2026

Fort Asperen in Acquoy, Netherlands

 
This is a post that's been a long time coming, since first discovering Fort Asperen's café last year and then finally walking through the fort a couple weeks ago, July 11.  Astrid passed it many times while on bike rides, but, after buying cherries last year at the nearby orchard in Rhenoy, 19km/21mi from home, we finally decided to stop!

The café became one of our new favorite to-go-to places, basically on the doorstep of the fort.

We even took daughter Amy there this past April when she visited us from America.
The fort wasn't officially open yet* but we had a chance to sneak in for our first quick peek.
[*During the winter months the protected bats hibernate there and aren't disturbed by visitors.]

It was even my choice for celebrating my 81st birthday in June on the actual day, a Saturday!
(Recall that Astrid's big celebration for me was in Gerberoy, France, a week earlier.)

But this post is not about the café as much as it is about the fort itself, which we finally visited in full on July 11 (yes, after picking up another batch of cherries from the nearby orchard).

First of all, Fort Asperen is an 1846 tower fort, round, with a basement and two floors, plus the roof...and a moat that surrounds it.  You can read much more about it in the link, but "it was designed to accommodate 219 men and 14 pieces of artillery."

This is what you see and where you enter, after you cross the bridge over the moat.
The café is the building on the right.

Because the fort is a tower fort, it's round, and means you can, yes, walk around it.
Whether you start left at the entrance (above), or right (below), you end up back where you started.


This is the ground floor, of course, where you enter, with side rooms off the hall.

I especially liked one of the dining rooms.  It felt so cozy.

From the main/ground floor, we walked downstairs to the basement...

where it was much darker, of course, and...cozier?


It's at least where the very important kitchen is!

And, of course, the very important latrines.

To give a sense of one light source is the center opening of the fort to the roof.
The bottom left image is seen from the basement, and to the right, from the main floor.
The top image is looking down to the basement from the second floor.

The second floor houses the (now) museum and bedrooms:





A young volunteer (early 20s) organizing things gave us all kinds of information.
I loved his enthusiasm for forts like this all over the Netherlands.

All that and...who knew we'd also get to walk around the rooftop of the fort!

It was good to see more up close the dome-shaped center that gives added light to the fort...


and the pipes all around providing added air to the fort, apart from the windows.

And notice how we could look down on our favorite café below!

In fact, we could see it from every level except the basement.

As an extra little "gift" that day, July 11--and talk about timing--THIS:

A nice cherry on top of the cake!

Speaking of cherries, every time we go to Rhenoy for fresh cherries from the orchard, during June and July, we make sure we add eating lunch at Fort Asperen in Acquoy as a must (about 2km away)!

This is when Astrid would say "Blame it on the cherries!"

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

What Granny Towanda Saw


Our brand-spanking new Granny Towanda (she had 5 km on her when we picked her up) was christened this past Saturday, as we had wished. No rain on our parade...only a couple sprinkles and lots of moody skies with an attitude. Towanda stood out like a green thumb everywhere we went. See how she brightens up the world here in front of this church in Cellicum! We all have fallen in love with each other.

This is what we did: we left home at 10 a.m. and returned at 4:30 p.m., driving only 100 km (62 miles) to Buren and back...more or less in a loop, stopping at anything and everything that caught our eye to get out and take pictures. Some of what we saw was new even to Astrid, even though she has lived in the area her entire life. You know how that is.


Since I "collect" water towers, I had to grab this one in Leerdam.
It was built in 1929 and is 50.25 meters (165 ft) high.


In Acquoy we saw the "Dutch tower of Pisa," a Reformed church known for it's leaning tower (which I didn't know till I Googled it). The main thing that stood out to me was that it doesn't have a steeple. While I took several shots without a house in front of it, this one most shows the lean.


In sequence, we then saw the Cellicum church at the top of this post, followed by this church from Beesd, similar in architectural style to the one in Acquoy. No steeple.


Just outside of Beesd, we saw a sign for the Klooster in Mariënwaard where we found this windmill "outstanding" in its field. It was worth the whole trip, as far as I was concerned.


At the Klooster itself are these two haystacks (which Don and Ruth will love). From that point on I found them everywhere...the typical Dutch way of storing hay. The roof slides up and down on those vertical beams, depending on how much hay you have stored! Isn't that the most clever thing you've seen in a long time!
Leave it to the Dutch.


Then, just before arriving in Buren, our destination, we saw this yellow church in Asch, and just had to stop. It's the first yellow church I may have seen anywhere, period! In 2001 Asch (founded before 1405) had 176 inhabitants. I'm guessing the church is big enough?



Then it was Buren, where we ate lunch and spent the rest of our day before taking the interstate back home. Another fabulous church, a windmill, a museum of the Royal Military Police, a sundial, a candle-making shop...and a rum-raisin ice-cream treat! How can you top that!

Here Astrid stands next to the statue of William of Orange and Anna van Buren, in front of the Saint Lambertus church. Were they really that small back then???



The eetcafé was our first stop once we entered Buren. It was lunchtime!


This is the Saint Lambertus Calvinist Reformed church in Buren, seen from almost every point in the city. You can see more views in the photo album.


The Prince of Orange windmill.


Buren is closely related to the Dutch royal family. Queen Beatrix is the Countess of Buren. The House of Orange is Dutch royalty. If any royal person wants anonymity, he/she is referred to as a van Buren.


The Museum of the Royal Military Police, formerly an orphanage.


The Museum of the Royal Military Police, formerly an orphanage.


The Culemborg gate (if you squint, you can see the sundial above the arch) is Buren's main gateway.


Across the street from where we ate our ice cream we watched this gentleman dip his candles. The ones this big are being readied for Easter Sunday.

There you have it. Six-plus hours of a splendid outing to see what's almost at our doorstep here in Holland! Here's the photo album again. Granny (Smith Apple Green) Towanda did us proud and is itching to go out again the first weekend it's not raining. It might be sooner than we think.

Speaking of green:
HAPPY St. PADDY'S DAY!

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