In 1940, the Dutch Cabinet would have appreciated the Jutter. They travelled to the neighbouring fort and had a meeting about where to go next – England or Zeeland? Personally I think it was a rigged meeting. Nobody travels to Hook of Holland and then decides Zeeland is the place to be. When you are sitting in the Jutter you will see the reason why. The ‘Nieuwe Waterweg’ (New Waterway, the final stretch of the Rhine-Maas river entering the sea) is a formidable obstacle, physically and psychologically. The oil refineries and container terminals on the other side of the river are pretty to view, but they seem a world away. Hook of Holland attracts dreamers and romantics, as well as people who have travelled there for a reason. Movie makers on a photo shoot, grandparents with their grandchildren, on a typical day they can all on be found in Hook of Holland. I generally reach the Jutter by cycling 20km against the wind. My first order is a sparkling glass of jus d ‘orange. I follow that with an ‘uitsmijter’ (a fried egg and ham) or a ‘pannekoek’ (large, thin pancake). Travelling whets the appetite and the Jutter has the answers. Try the Picanha. Not only does the Jutter have good food, it also has an excellent field of view. This is just as you would expect if you are next to the historic fort that was once responsible for protecting the whole area.