Kinderdijk Netherlands South Holland

1474 Cruises availables At departure or passage at this port

Viking River Cruises (1442 Cruises)

Viking Einar.

Viking Einar

243 Passengers
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Viking Hervor.

Viking Hervor

243 Passengers
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Viking Longship Gefjon.

Viking Longship Gefjon

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Viking Longships Alruna.

Viking Longships Alruna

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Viking Longships Baldur.

Viking Longships Baldur

240 Passengers
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Viking Longships Eir.

Viking Longships Eir

243 Passengers
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Viking Longships Heimdal.

Viking Longships Heimdal

243 Passengers
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Viking Longships Hlin.

Viking Longships Hlin

243 Passengers
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Viking Longships Kara.

Viking Longships Kara

238 Passengers
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Viking Longships Kvasir.

Viking Longships Kvasir

238 Passengers
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Viking Longships Lif.

Viking Longships Lif

238 Passengers
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Viking Longships Magni.

Viking Longships Magni

240 Passengers
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Viking Longships Mani.

Viking Longships Mani

242 Passengers
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Viking Longships Mimir.

Viking Longships Mimir

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Viking Longships Rolf

Viking Longships Rolf

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Viking Longships Tialfi.

Viking Longships Tialfi

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Viking Longships Ve.

Viking Longships Ve

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Viking Longships Vidar.

Viking Longships Vidar

238 Passengers
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Viking Longships Vili.

Viking Longships Vili

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Viking Sigrun.

Viking Sigrun

190 Passengers
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Viking Tialfi

190 Passengers
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Kinderdijk, Netherlands | Cruise Port Guide

Nineteen winged silhouettes rise above the reeds, lined up along the canals like sentinels. In Kinderdijk, the ship moors literally across from the site: walk down the gangway, cross the road, and you enter the quintessential Dutch landscape of turning sails, tamed water and immense skies. A UNESCO World Heritage Site since 1997, this unique ensemble lies between Rotterdam and Dordrecht, in the heart of the Alblasserwaard polder, a countryside criss-crossed by ditches where cows and sheep graze.

A Centuries-Old Battle Against Water

Here, the land lies below sea level. Without human intervention, it would all be marshland. The windmills, built around 1740, were the cogs of an ingenious system: their sails drove wheels that lifted water from the lower polder channels into higher reservoirs, step by step, all the way to the river. Motorized pumping stations have since taken over, but the veterans remain in working order, jealously maintained. They are a reminder that the Netherlands did not simply settle its territory: it built it, bucket by bucket, generation after generation.

The Legend of the Cradle

The name of the place, "child's dike," is said to come from the great St. Elizabeth's Flood of 1421. The day after the disaster, the story goes, a cradle was floating on the water; on board, a cat leapt from one edge to the other to keep it balanced, while a baby slept safe and dry inside. Passed down for six centuries, the tale adds a touch of wonder to this landscape shaped by necessity, and visiting children never tire of hearing it.

Exploring the Site at Your Own Pace

A flat path of about 3 km runs along the channels and passes each of the nineteen windmills; the full loop is an easy hour-and-a-half walk, photo stops included. Two museum mills are open to visitors: you can examine the mechanisms and millstones, as well as the living quarters where millers' families, often large, lived in a few square metres at the foot of the gears. Millers still live in some of these winged homes, and it's not unusual to see laundry drying outside a door. For a different perspective, shuttle boats ply the canals with stops near the mills open to visitors, and bicycles can be rented at the site entrance.

Through the Photographer's Eye

Kinderdijk changes with the hour and the season. In the morning, mist clings to the reeds and the windmill frames emerge from a milky veil; late in the day, the low sun doubles each mill with its reflection in the still water. Photography enthusiasts should plan to walk a little past the first, very busy windmill to reach the last ones in the row, which are quieter, where herons fish among the water lilies and the only sounds are the wind in the sails and the croaking of frogs.

Key Facts at a Glance

  • Access: the site faces the landing; no shuttle needed.
  • Route: a walking loop of about 3 km, flat and easy; bicycles and shuttle boats available as options.
  • Inside: two museum mills and a visitor centre explaining water management.

Leaving with the Wind

At departure time, the sails sometimes turn simply for the visitors' enjoyment, their shadows slowly sweeping across the reed beds. You leave Kinderdijk with a new admiration for this small country that turned its fragility into collective genius. Long after the port call, a single gust of wind is enough to bring back memories of the nineteen sentinels of the Alblasserwaard, always ready to resume their watch against the waters.

Frequently Asked Questions

Literally opposite the site. You walk down the gangway, cross the road and you are in the landscape: nineteen windmills lined along the canals. No shuttle is needed — it is one of the most direct arrivals on any Dutch river cruise.
Nineteen, built around 1740 and inscribed on the UNESCO World Heritage list since 1997. They stand in the Alblasserwaard polder between Rotterdam and Dordrecht, in countryside gridded with drainage ditches.
Lifting water. Their sails drove wheels that raised water from lower reaches into higher basins, stage by stage, until it reached the river. The land here lies below sea level: without that system it would all be marsh.
Yes, they remain in working order, even though motorised pumping stations took over the daily job. They are jealously maintained, and their sails sometimes turn for visitors.
A flat path of about 3 km follows the reaches past all nineteen mills; the full loop takes an hour and a half including photo stops. Two mill-museums and a visitor centre add roughly an hour.
It means child's dyke. After the great St Elizabeth's flood of 1421, so the story goes, a cradle floated on the water: a cat leapt from edge to edge to keep it level, and an infant slept dry inside. The tale has been passed down for six centuries.
Yes, two mill-museums are open. You can inspect the mechanisms and millstones, and also the living quarters where millers' families — often large — lived in a few square metres at the foot of the gears.
Yes. Millers still occupy some of these winged houses, and it is not unusual to see laundry drying outside a door. Respect their privacy: these are homes, not stage sets.
By walking past the first, busiest mill towards the last ones in the row. There, herons fish among the water lilies and you hear nothing but wind in the sails and the croak of frogs.
Early morning, when mist clings to the reeds and the frames emerge from a milky veil, or late in the day, when low sun doubles each mill in the still water. The site changes character with the hour and the season.