Nieuwpoort to Diksmuide

A bit sad today: it was our last day on the water for this year.
We are back in World War 1 territory and this is my Last Post (get it?)
Before we left Nieuwpoort we filled the fuel tanks, but first we had to get to the fueling dock through the thick duckweed. 

We didn't quite make it to the dock and our fenders were definitely not required - there was a 400mm wide big green one the full length of the boat. 

200 litres filled the tank, and it is 114 hours since our last fill.  Pretty economical.

We set off under leaden skies.  After endless days of sunshine, the weather has suddenly changed to reflect our mood.

But there were some hardy souls having fun! 

(Apologies for the poor quality)

The last lift bridge of the whole trip.

Well manicured fishing spots, I wonder who keeps them so well groomed.

Passing the World War 1 bunkers of the Flanders Fields.

We saw just one other boat as we were approaching Diksmuide, 

our home for the next 3 weeks while we do some work on Njord, and Njord's home for the rest of the winter.

We got a warm welcome from Pol, the Harbour Master at Diksmuide yacht club, and he has suggested that we use the laundry and showers here (if we would like) while living aboard for the next 3 weeks.  How great is that.

I will not be keeping up the blog while we are living and working on the boat out of the water - I am sure no one wants to read "Today we were sanding, tomorrow we will be painting" - and I certainly won't feel like writing about it!

So, till next year....