Blankenberge, Belgium, to Dunkirk, France. 80 km. Temperature 53 to 68 F, winds 3 to 7 mph, with gusts 13 mph, from the south, southwest and west. Mostly sunny, with no precipitation.

Deciding not to purchase the motel’s €42 continental breakfast, we rode to the closest grocery store and paid €19 for a filling breakfast for both of us.

We were in Belgium, and the bicycle paths were not as nice as their neighbors to the north. This gravel path through the woods was full of bumps, holes, sand traps and tight gates. On the city streets, the routes were shared with pedestrians, were narrow and were often paved with uneven brick.

Needing to purchase Belgian postage stamps, we stopped in Wenduine and found a store that sold stamps. The shop clerk was busy trying to fix the instant coffee machine with little success, and it took a while to purchase our stamps.
We decided to go to a bakery and purchase a treat and coffee before leaving. Legs went in to purchase pastry, and the clerk asked, “Are you eating in or out?” Long story, but it seems a client can order a drink and have it inside this bakery, but the client cannot order a pastry and eat it inside. So we went next door to the cafe where we were able to order a tea and use the restroom. We went outside and ate our pastry.

In Belgium, the paved paths through the dunes were less well maintained, and in several areas we needed to ride through sand drifts.

Fortunately the Westerschelde Ferry crossing the Voorhaven river was open and running. It was a bicycle and passenger ferry. There was a road crossing a few km up river but it is always better to not ride the extra distance. Riding to the Westerschelde Ferry docks at Vissingen and crosses the river south to Breskens.

Riding back to the beach, we again started riding on a wide boardwalk in the resort town of Oostende. There were several art displays and monuments along the boardwalk, but these orange steel structures really caught our eye. Some of these structures were three stories tall and looked like steel boxes that someone crushed like a pop can.

Following the coastal cycle route, EuroVelo 4, we passed Atlantikwall Raversyde, a coastal complex of German WWI and WWII bunkers, tunnels and observation posts. We did not stop, but apparently visitors can use an audio guide to explore the bunkers and learn about the defensive weapons used during these wars.

The EuroVelo map indicated there was a ferry crossing at the IJzer River. Approaching this crossing, we found that it was closed during the week and only ran on weekends at this time of year. Oh well, turn around and head back upstream to find a road crossing.

At the town of De Panne, we were diverted inland to the N386. Unfortunately, the N386 had a major reconstruction project in progress. We asked a truck driver if it was okay to proceed down the road, and he said no, but we could go if we were careful. So we walked down the road, and equipment moved out of the way for us to pass.

A short way past this construction, we crossed the border into France. There was an old border crossing building converted to a convenience store in the middle of the road. We did see a sign covered with stickers marking the boarder of France. Once across the border, it was no time before we entered Dunkirk.
Riding the boardwalk along the beach, we saw several old houses that had not been destroyed during WWII. Though over 70% of the town was destroyed, these houses survived.

The motel was located near the city center. It was close to 19:00 when we checked into our room. By the time we found dinner, the sun was setting over the harbor.



























