This pump station became necessary after the natural gas exploitation caused the province to sink. There is a passage for canoes.
The old entrance road of the village of Winsum
Here one can see the start of the elevation of the old mound on which Winsum was built
The church …
.. with the Calvinist optimism showing at the doorway …
… this part of the roof is still original 13th century, with the barrel style roof tiles …
… the old graveyard is in deep shadows.
The bridge that connects the two mounds of Winsum and Obergum …
… leading to the centre market …
… where I had lunch in the Golden Carp, anno 17th century.
Winsum was on the way to become a city in the 11th century, when they got mint right, market right, and the typical urban order of the Dominicans founded a monastery there. It was written that its mound was so large that there were trees, otherwise unknown in brackish Frisia.
But the city of Groningen frustrated that ambition, as they wouldn’t tolerate another city downstream of the river Hunze.
One of the secondary streets ascending to the centre.
The ruins of an old brick furnace between Winsum and Onderdendam.
The tiny village of Onderdendam consists mostly of stately building of the united water boards that resided here at this junction of drainage canals.
On the road towards Warffum, still between the pastures.
There is Warffum on the horizon, on the Hogeland – high land – the former coastal ridge of sabulous clay that is perfect for high yield agriculture, with here a wheat field.
Ruinous farm shed.
The village of Warffum, the largest mound village of the province.
Warffum has its own high school – with all levels, including a classical education – which serves all of the North of the province.
Farm with wheat field, and an old sea dike at the horizon. Today there is more land beyond that dike.
A large potato-mash factory amidst potato fields.
The Breedenborg, a 16th century mansion.
These bins are place along the bicycle routes, so people can throw in their garbage while cycling along. They are very effective.
On the mound of Rasquert, next to Baflo.
The harbour of Baflo.
On the way back I followed a very dark, very large rain cloud. On the outskirts of Groningen I saw the result of the short but heavy showers, that left the warm tarmac steaming with vapour.