A sea of bright yellow rubber ducks caused a cheerful chaos in Boxtel on Sunday afternoon. No fewer than 6000 copies bobbining from the Kasteel Stacking towards the Swan bridge, hunting for the coveted prices.
While the audience watched the quay enthusiastically, the starting signal was given for the race. “It doesn’t matter where they have thrown him in the water. Everything can happen on the way,” says a woman enthusiastically.
One (or more) adopt
The Scouts of Scouting Boxtel, which organized the race, have set off the road in recent weeks to sell adoption certificates. One of them even found a supporter for more than a hundred ducks. Great prizes were distributed among the winning ducks; The adoptive parent of the very first duck will receive four Efteling tickets.
The proceeds from the draw goes to the clubhouse of the scouting, which can use an upgrade due to the growing number of members. With the bad duck race they hope to be able to make new group rooms, fresh sanitary facilities and a modern kitchen in the clubhouse.
Which is mine?
At the finish, a number of children are looking for their duckling full of excitement. “I can’t see which duckling our song has, but I hope he will win,” puts a girl. “I don’t think so,” she adds grinning.
It was ultimately bad duck number 1846 that was the first to reach the finish.