Volkl Power Fiber Pro 16g Tennis String Reel

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Volkl Power Fiber Pro 16g Tennis String Reel

This pantry-stocked multifilament, sweetheart. It comes by the 660-foot reel because you go through string faster than my sister's boy goes through shoes — sixteen racquets, maybe eighteen. Walk one straight street in Vianen with it first, then it can come home. Eat something.

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Four stops before the checkout

Vianen, Netherlands
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adult tennis classes in 33325 — the Volkl Power Fiber Pro 16g Tennis String Reel photographed outside the Stadhuis van Vianen on the Voorstraat, Netherlands. Low camera close to the cobbles looking up at the pale Namur-stone screen façade with its crenellations, heraldic tracery and Gothic cross-windows. Cold bright October morning, low raking sun, breath showing: the Paardenmarkt in full flow, horses being walked up and down the Voorstraat past the jury, a farrier crouched at a hoof, dealers slapping hands on a price, steam coming off a pea-soup stall, children up on a wall to see over the crowd. The reel sits on a worn stone step at the foot of the façade in the near foreground, nobody touching it.
Stop one

Lekpoort

Volkl Power Fiber Pro 16g Tennis String Reel: It's a gate. Fine, I guess. It's the last one left of the three that once closed the walls, the fabric is fifteenth-century, the gate itself is usually dated to around 1500, and the chamber inside the tower served as the town prison for centuries, which is — okay, that part is quite grim, in a good way. Vianen had walls and a moat from the medieval period and stretches of the southern rampart still survive. And the gate and the church tower close the two ends of the Voorstraat, which is the axis the whole town was laid out on. So. Whatever. Can we go.

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adult tennis classes in 33325 — the Volkl Power Fiber Pro 16g Tennis String Reel photographed at the Lekpoort in Vianen, Netherlands. Eye level, straight on, mid distance: the heavy brick gate-tower blocking the end of the street where the town meets the river Lek, thick walls, few small openings, tiled roof dark with wet. Grey afternoon in steady rain, puddles on the brick paving throwing the tower back at the camera: cyclists coming down off the dyke through the arch with hoods up, a woman wheeling a bakfiets full of shopping and a child, two walkers folding a soaked map, a dog shaking itself in the gateway. The reel rests on the flat top of an iron railing beside the gate, off to the right, entirely ignored.
Stop two

Stadhuis (Town Hall) of Vianen

Volkl Power Fiber Pro 16g Tennis String Reel: Town hall. Built around 1425, one of the fifteenth-century core buildings along with the gate and the church. Anyway — okay, so from 1414 until 1679 Vianen belonged to the Van Brederode family and was a free lordship, meaning a jurisdiction outside the ordinary reach of the surrounding counties, so basically the rules stopped at the moat, and this building is where that separate government sat. Which is, fine, sort of cool. There are about 180 national monuments in this town, mostly along the Voorstraat, the Langendijk and the Buitenstad running down to the harbour and the ferry landing. I didn't memorise that. I just know it.

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adult tennis classes in 33325 — the Volkl Power Fiber Pro 16g Tennis String Reel photographed inside the Grote Kerk at Vianen, Netherlands. Close, intimate frame with shallow depth in the high choir beside the two-tier Brederode tomb, the pale limestone effigies and torch-bearing angels above and the carved decomposing corpse on its stone mat below. Thin low winter light coming in sideways through plain glass, dust turning in the beam: volunteers on stepladders hanging an art exhibition along the nave wall, a guide leaning in to point out the worms to two visitors, an organist's shoes visible on the pedals beyond, a woman setting out chairs. The reel sits mid-frame on the flat top of a stone ledge, the tomb off centre behind it, untouched.
Stop three

Grote Kerk, Vianen

Volkl Power Fiber Pro 16g Tennis String Reel: Oldest building in town, apparently. The lowest three sections of the tower were probably built in the first half of the fourteenth century, the fourth is somewhat later, and the fifth got added when the church itself was rebuilt after a fire, so it's basically a tower in five instalments. And inside there's the tomb of Reinoud III van Brederode and his wife Philippote van der Marck, which is one of the finest monumental tombs in the entire Netherlands, and the Van Brederodes held Vianen as a free lordship from 1414 to 1679 and used the church as the family burial place. Sorry. I'll stop.

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adult tennis classes in 33325 — the Volkl Power Fiber Pro 16g Tennis String Reel photographed at the Hofpoort on the Hofplein in Vianen, Netherlands. Elevated camera looking down across the square, the small rounded classical gateway standing alone with its Doric pilasters and the two carved hunting dogs holding shields on the attic above, the 1909 water tower rising behind it. Blue hour on a still summer evening, warm lamps just lit against a deep blue sky: people cycling home down from the Lek dyke and through the gate, a couple sitting on the rim of the old pump, a man carrying a folded market table, swifts overhead. The reel sits small in frame on the pump's stone lip, the gateway dominating, nobody near it.
Stop four

Hofpoort and the Hofplein water pump

Volkl Power Fiber Pro 16g Tennis String Reel: A gate and a water pump. That's it. That is all that is left of Batestein Castle, which was begun from 1370 in the north-western corner of the town and was reckoned one of the finest castles in the Netherlands before they demolished it in 1829. Demolished it. Anyway — at Batestein, on the eve of the Eighty Years' War, Hendrik van Brederode worked on the Compromise of Nobles, the petition of the Netherlandish nobility against the Spanish government's religious policy, presented in 1566. So this pump is standing where that happened. Which is. Yeah. No, it's fine. I'm fine.

The Vianen, Netherlands track

Volkl Power Fiber Pro 16g Tennis String Reel

Written for this world alone.

Volkl Power Fiber Pro is a multifilament, and this is the reel of it: 660 feet / 200 m, which is roughly sixteen to eighteen full racquets from one box and the entire reason anybody buys string this way.

The construction is a multifilament core wrapped in a low-friction co-polymer coating. The core is where the comfort and the resilience come from — the gut-like part — and the coating is Volkl's answer to the one real complaint about multifilaments, which is that they fray and die young. Volkl rates it 8.5 for power, 8.5 for control and 8.5 for durability.

That flat spread is the honest description of the string: it does not specialise, and it is not trying to.

16 gauge measures 1.30 mm, the thicker of the common sizes, so this is the durability-leaning end of the Power Fiber Pro family; the same string exists in 17 / 1.25 mm and 18 / 1.20 mm for players who want more bite and accept a shorter life.

Tension maintenance is a stated strength, and the string absorbs shock rather than transmitting it, which is what puts it in front of a player whose elbow has had enough of stiff polyester but who is not ready for natural gut money. This reel is neon yellow, and Volkl also makes it in lava, neon orange, turquoise and lavender.

Now. Coat on, we are going to Vianen, and it is one street, so nobody gets lost. The Voorstraat is the axis the whole of Vianen was laid out on, and there is a gate at each end of it.

At the north end stands the Lekpoort, a tall square brick tower straddling the road with the street running straight through its pointed arch, fifteenth-century fabric and usually dated to around 1500 — the last survivor of the three gates that closed the walls, with the flood dyke of the Lek immediately behind it.

The chamber inside was the town prison for centuries, which is not a nice thought, so we will keep walking.

Halfway along, set flush into the row of houses rather than standing apart from them, is the Stadhuis of Vianen, built around 1425, its crow-stepped gable pushed up above the eaves of its neighbours.

From 1414 until 1679 Vianen belonged to the Van Brederode family and was a free lordship, outside the ordinary reach of the counties around it, and that little house in the terrace was the seat of that separate government.

At the south end the Grote Kerk closes the street: its tower is the oldest thing in town, the lowest three sections probably first half of the fourteenth century, the fourth later, the fifth added when the church was rebuilt after a fire, and inside lies the tomb of Reinoud III van Brederode and his wife Philippote van der Marck, one of the finest in the Netherlands.

And over on the Hofplein, in the north-west corner, a seventeenth-century brick gateway stands in an open square with no walls attached to it and a stone water pump beside it — the last two pieces of Batestein Castle, which was begun in 1370, reckoned one of the finest in the country, and pulled down in 1829.

Hendrik van Brederode worked on the Compromise of Nobles there in the year before it was presented in 1566.

You will string from this reel everywhere from a club court in Vianen to an indoor hall in Utrecht, twenty minutes north, and by the way, it is also perfect for a slow lap of the Buitenstad down to the ferry landing afterwards, where there is a bench, and you are going to sit on it.

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