The shape of things to come - "Suspicious minds"

Our rural idyll was disturbed by this monster ship passing us by at Beernem. But it was the only one so we tried to forget about it and, after a morning cycling excursion, we left our mooring at 1215.











At 1445 we turned off the canal onto the River Lys. Everyone took their turn at the wheel. Some held a straighter course than others.

At 1700 we decided to moor up at a deserted commercial wharf near Deinze.
We had travelled nearly 36km and not really seen any traffic on the waterways. Everything seemed very peaceful.
The boys decided to decorate the quay walls with chalk and then jumped into the hot tub for a water pistol fight.

P.S.  Elvis is alive and well in Belgium.