www.sabinebolk.nl/2011/12/de-reis-naar-batik, in Dutch). I didn't know what to expect, so on Saterday I walked around asking people if and where the carpets would be made. I asked at Dolberg if it would be okee if I joined them the following morning to document the making. They planned to start around 5.30h, so I agreed to come around 6h.
I went to bed early and waited that morning for the harmony. The 'schutterij' marched on the day of the procession through the streets waking up the inhabitants of Klimmen so they can start making their temporary carpets on time. I was clearly the only tourist in town and it was special being on the empty streets while the sound of drums echoed on the walls of the houses. I walked a bit behind them towards Dolberg, where the makers were already quite far with the sandcarpets.
At the church everyone was getting ready for the procession. "Hey you're the girl that got up at 6h to make picture of the sand-runners ('zandlopers')!". Because I didn't want to miss the priest walking through the carpets, I walked (ran) back again towards Dolberg. In my next post more about the tradition of 'De Grote Bronk' and pictures of the procession.