“Did you hear about the fisherman who braved the Zuiderzee?” I ask, my eyes twinkling. Today’s tale isn’t just about steel and concrete. It’s about courage, family, and a little bit of Dutch history embodied in the Klaas Bordingbrug.
This isn’t just any bridge. The Klaas Bordingbrug and its twin, the Jacob Bordingbrug, stand in Amsterdam-Noord. They mark the eastern edge of the protected Durgerdam area. For over 150 years, a bridge has spanned this spot.
These bridges connect Durgerdammergouw to the Durgerdammerdijk, which becomes the Uitdammerdijk. Durgerdam lies southwest, while Uitdam is northeast. The water flowing beneath is the Ringsloot Damrak.
Until recently, these bridges were known only by their numbers. Bridge 109 is the Klaas Bordingbrug. The city decided to honor local heroes in 2016 and 2017. The Bordingbruggen got their names from a Durgerdam family of fishermen.
Meet Klaas Bording, a father, and his son, also named Klaas Bording, and his other son Jacob Bording. These men set out to fish for flounder on the half-frozen Zuiderzee on January 13, 1849. Their catch was bountiful.
On their return, they were trapped on ice floes. They drifted for days. Their food ran out. They ate their raw supplies and drank rainwater to survive.
On January 27, 1849, fishermen from Vollenhove rescued them. The two Klazen died soon after. Jacob survived and continued to fish. The Klaas Bordingbrug honors the father and son who perished.
The Klaas Bordingbrug underwent major repairs in 1966. Workers reinforced it with piles. This bridge is largely made of wood with a concrete span. The adjacent Jacob Bordingbrug is mainly wood on steel supports, dating from after 1972.
Think about that cold January. Picture the Bordings fighting for survival on the ice. Feel the relief of rescue mixed with the tragedy of loss. The Klaas Bordingbrug isn’t just a crossing. It’s a reminder of resilience. It’s a tribute to those who faced the unforgiving sea. So, as you cross this bridge, remember the story of Klaas Bording and his sons. Remember their courage. Remember their fate. It’s a small tale woven into the larger story of Amsterdam.