Berg En Terblijt - History

History

The area now known as Berg en Terblijt has been inhabited since the Early Middle Ages. Between the 500 and 800 A.D., a couple of farming communities have been established at the Langen Akker, on the eastern side of the village, and around the Schone Poel, which is on the western side of the village. The Schone Poel has been argued to be a traditional small Frankish, being designed in a triangular form with farms around a central drinking pool. Until the late 1500s there had been a tradition of winemaking in the area of Berg en Terblijt. Even during the Eighty Years’ War a couple of vineyards were producing wines from local varieties of vines, a tradition that has returned with the recent climate change that have made it possible once more to produce quality wines so far north.

Berg en Terblijt was a combination of Berg (4000 inhabitants) and Terblijt (100 inhabitants). Berg derived its name from its location, on top of a hill, overlooking Maastricht. The area of Berg en Terblijt is wooded and crossed by the Geul river.

In 1982 the area was merged with Valkenburg-Houthem, forming the new municipality of Valkenburg aan de Geul.

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