Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Eastward to Strasbourg – First the Home Run (7-19 April 2013)


We arrived back at the boat on Sunday 7 April after good drive from Caen and two good forest walks for Topsy and Shady.  Just after we arrived at the boat Charlie arrives for the Moondance moored next door, but on his own, just to de-winterising and jobs. It seems that Drogheda is having the same weather as Malmesbury and Marianne is staying at home there worrying about the garden.

Our boat seems fine except a tiny drip from the principal domestic pump.  We need the heating and luckily it’s independent of the water system, so at least we can use that.  Otherwise we dare only turn on water when essential, until we get the pump seen to. 

We pop in to see Patrick, the new Capitaine at Briare; everything is fine though he thought we were bit a stern heavy (we say that’s the way the boat is) so he had checked the bilges for us but found no water. That’s a relief.  We discuss our plans and explain we are heading to Strasbourg this year and won’t be back for the winter.  “What about winter 2014” he asks.  Not sure, we say.  OK do you want me to reserve your mooring for 2015?  We hadn’t thought about that but exchange glances and both say “Yes, OK, yes please”.  So that’s how you plan a few years!!

On Monday we get the chimney up, as we’ll need the fire today!  It’s pretty nippy here.  We then pop around to Alain at Charme Nautique to ask if he will look at the pump. “You are “pressé” he asks (well yes we say) so he’ll come round this afternoon. 

We spend the rest of morning “provisioning”, and then light the wood burner at lunch time. Alain arrives about 3pm. It’s the pump itself leaking and he can’t repair it (though someone else might). Luckily we have a spare so he puts that in.


Briare Commercial Port on a Grey April Day

All in all takes two hours but we have an appointment at 6pm to meet Lyliane Maillard from the Gien Twinning Association and Claud Fontaine from the Gien Walkers Club to discuss an exchange / joint activity between Gien and Malmesbury walkers. We have very quick showers (now the water is on) and change. The boat is nice and warm for the girls as we leave them to guard the boat for the evening.

We have an excellent meeting with Lyliane and Claud. He will meet Malmesbury walkers in May and we are hopeful there might be a joint activity next year.  We have dinner with Lyliane and Maurice (and Gilles and Martine join us too). Excellent wild boar you couldn’t get in England. It is a very lovely evening, with lots of fascinating information exchanged, though Mrs Thatcher whose death has just been announced clouds the table a little.

On Tuesday there are a few more little jobs to check the boat out. The bow thrusters have 12.9 volts so that’s good but we still put them on charger for a bit. It is surprising how long the little jobs take.

In the afternoon we ring Annie (Delbecq) just to say hello but she insists we come over for coffee and cakes. We are on our way to Philippe and Marcelle’s, who besides offering us dinner that evening, have also insisted on re-stocking us with logs (cut to size) for the wood burner. We have no shame but, as Philippe said on the phone, it’s very cold and wet at the moment and we need the burner. Annie insists we pop in to say hello to the Twinning Committee on our way to Coullons; and then we have a relaxed evening with Philippe and Marcelle. An excellent tasty meal – how much time these must take to prepare. The girls (dogs) come with us and are relaxed in the garden and house, though the smell of the new kitten enlivens them.  Philippe and Marcelle are so easy with them.  We collect our wood. We are so lucky with such good friends in France.

So Wednesday arrives and we are getting ready to go. Glyn takes the car to Migennes, a half way stop to Auxonne which is our destination this trip.  Migennes is an hour and a half by car and 4 hours return by train.   Only Mark is there of the guys based at Migennes. Simon and Roger are at Sens, and so Mark is pressed, but they have a brief exchange of news on mutual friends.

The four hour rail trip back is not so bad. We walk the dogs when Glyn is back and pop into Mike and Rosaleen on the Acquarelle (who had popped by earlier in that day to welcome us) and get offered coffee and some fascinating stories and info about their trip down the Danube to Serbia. Getting small boats even as large as theirs (up to 2 times ours) through Austria, Hungary and Serbia has many intriguing problems but they are more official than navigational.  It is fascinating and we take it all in. 

The Pont Canal is also Grey This Week

We have an evening meal with Charlie at the Pet’t St Trop which is always good; Charlie is such excellent company.  He seems to be OK on his own on the boat but also has Skype to keep him company, and his collecting advice from many friends in Briare on the various jobs he has to do.

So Thursday arrives and off we go, 9am at the Henri IV lock, and by 10am we are up on the Canal Lateral. Today destination Léré.  We take a few photos as we will not see Briare again (at least on the boat) until 2015.  Charlie sees us off and presents us with one of his own hand-made pens.  We will treasure that.

A Last look Back at the Town and Church in Briare

The timing is good and we get to the Mambray lock just by 1pm. We are moored up at 3pm.  There is only one other boat in but it is the Edwina Rose with Andy Chris with whom we travelled part of the Burgundy canal last year.  Again an invite (this time a glass of wine) and we exchange news of that trip last year, of their visit to the Paris rally, our mutual horror of the new management at Brienon on the Burgundy canal, and our respective plans for this year.  They are taking the Nivernais so we exchange info on our mutual experiences; we can advise them about the Nivernais, they us about the Saone.  But first we are off to the bakers for bread and some of the best tarts in France.  Back on board we light fire and have a quiet warm evening with the girls and Inspector Montalbano.

On Friday we are off at 9am to Herry. We pick up some Sancerre and Pouilly Fumé at the Houards lock. This is one of the best ways to buy local wines.  Sadly the egg man at Peseau lock is off duty today, so wine but no eggs! We get to Herry again about 3pm and this time we are on our own now but it is still cold and wet as it has been all morning.  

We light the fire, walk the girls and this time Topsy (with some hesitation) is willing to come for a reasonable walk.  She has developed noise phobias and has been quite agoraphobic all winter.  5kms is not much for a border collie but is much better than we’ve done for a while.  Then another quiet night by the fire and with the Inspector with a late night walk for the girls.

We are doing the Canal Lateral quite quickly as we know it so well, and our objective this trip is to spend time on the Canal du Centre. So we are off early on Saturday with a destination of Cours-les-Barres between Aubigny-les-Marseilles and Guetin. Can we pass Aubigny before midday and make C-l-B by one?  
All the lock keepers are very friendly and helpful and get us through Aubigny even though they have to keep going to 1215. Fantastic!  There are also lots of new work at Beffes (it looks a new “halte” is being planned). 

We moor up by 1pm; we’ve had some hard spats of rain including hail (the meteo promised the “grele” and we got it) but the afternoon the weather is brighter and again Topsy deigns to come with us all for another 4 kms walk.

Works too at the Church at Cours-les-Barres - a Plastic covered Tower

The girls have their freedom to wander along the mooring banks as they did at Herry, so all is well. Maybe Spring is arriving.

But the mooring is still inviting

For Sunday we had booked the first lock for 0900 so need to leave at 0830. We check the engine at 0810 and there seems to water in the bilge. We clear out all the storage down there and yes there is between about 5 and 10mm in different places. We mop, nappy-sap (nappies are essential tools on canal boats), kitchen towel and WD40 it all dry and take out about 5 litres. We can’t see where the water came from and will have to investigate further.

Meanwhile it’s 0910 and we are 40 minutes late for the lock-keeper. But when we arrive at 0940 he is quite relaxed – there is no problem. Then we move on to the Gates (double lock) of Guetin at about 1100 and into the Allier / Auvergne after which we have 20 kms without a lock.

We stop at Vieille Tour (a quiet spot for lunch and where the dogs can run) only to find that two other boats quickly join us. At least there are now some other boats on the canal. And the cowslips are fantastic, so we gather some to decorate the boat.

Cowslips from la Vieille Tour

We get to the next lock at 1445 and pass the three locks with ease to moor at Fleury by 4pm.  We have a quiet evening and another longish walk with the dogs, joined by a local who we’ve walked the dogs with before – he too has a border collie and a boat moored in the Bay of Morbihan.

On Monday we have a short trip to Decize for some necessary shopping, and then on to Gannay where there is a boat yard to discuss our water problem and also fix a rivet. Our lock-keeper for the first two locks is the one who lives at Fleury lock and grows great vegetables (not this time of year though). We say we thought he was retired, but he says no, later this year, he hopes. Both his knees are shot and he is going to have them replaced. Over the next two locks we discuss how bad the winter has been and how damaging for the gardens; but he hopes he can grow something this year. We say we won’t be back until 2015. Well, he says, hopefully I’ll still be in the cottage and garden so pop in then, even if I am retired. A really great guy.

Decize provides everything we want, except critically we forget the fresh milk we needed and so have to go back to the store. The girls get a good stroll and then onward to Gannay where arrive at about 1630. We pop straight to the boatyard, but Mark Vardy who runs it can’t help us until Wednesday because of prior work. That’s fine we say, we were planning a day’s stop.

So Tuesday provides a quiet day at last. We walk the dogs several times and they are really happy; the banks are covered with cowslips, soldiers & sailors, and wild violets; we meet up with Bill Fisher and his crew and discuss jobs on boats, getting some really useful advice. Bill and his crew turn out to come from Newbury and Devizes and he is VP of the Kennet & Avon Trust; oh what a small world; for us it is really good to have day without cruising.

Bill and his crew working hard at Gannay

But Topsy only wants a walk

Glyn finishes the day by avidly following the Cardiff-Charlton game (and parallel Championship games) to go to bed happy knowing, albeit that it was only a draw, that Cardiff are promoted to the Premier League.

On Wednesday Mark comes to fix the rivet we need and to look at where our bilge water may have come from. It’s not from the engine, nor does it seem from the hot water tank or calorifier. There is a bulwark to the rest of the boat so it has to be from the back. One possibility is rainwater ingress possibly from air vents; another is the anchor chain where the chain store had water in it back in Briare.  Nothing major to worry about, Mark assures us. Don’t worry too much about 5 litres, a tonne or two might destabilise you, but not a few litres.  But he advises that when we leave the boat we should always get the anchor chain on board and under cover to avoid the risk of ingress from that.

Mark also gives some tips on repainting the roof. What excellent help, and then he refuses any payment. It was only 10 minutes he says (plus the 20 inspecting and giving advice which he doesn’t mention). He really has been so helpful and friendly; we will try to use him again (but pay next time) and recommend him to anyone else who might be passing that way.

In the afternoon we cruise just a few hours onto Beaulon; a nice easy stop for an easy day; only one boat and two camper vans at a site usually packed. We pass through the Clos du May lock and Glyn has to tell the lock-keeper about the novel of a former lock-keeper here who was the last French soldier from World War I.

The Lock at Clos du May (as in La Vie en Rouge et Bleu)

Sunset at Beaulon – Still Cool but Spring is Coming

Thursday is going to be a long day as we will finish off the Canal Lateral and achieve our main objective this trip – to spend a lot of gentle time on the Canal du Centre. We stop at Diou after the morning to pick up a few things we need but alas the village shop has closed. The baker is open though, but when she puts the bread through the slicer she misses it and it all falls on the floor. “You won’t get to play for Wales like that” quips Glyn, “though these days maybe for France”. She smiles while there is one grimace and one big laugh from the other customers.

We pass Molinet where we moored in the mist last year, but now it is clear.


Molinet is Quiet – but Big Boats Are Just Down the Road

 Then, wonder of wonders, two boats ahead of us come out of the canal de Roanne into Digoin and we actually have to wait for a lock. Not very long though as the lock keeper has this one humming like a song bird; and then we find easy mooring just after the Digoin pont canal It says only 0.40 metres depth but the Lady Sue is moored there which must draw more than us. “It’s only a small ledge at 40cm” they say, “otherwise there’s plenty of depth”.


Finally at Digoin - their Pont Canal signals the end of the Canal Lateral as it recrosses the Loire

Paul and Sue brought their Piper barge the Lady Sue across the channel last November and then spent a painful winter crawling through northern France before finally ending iced up and stuck in  Langres for several weeks (Thank God we are only doing it in the summer). Glyn’s sister was also holed up in Langres for three weeks in January between weather and illness. A small world again.

Paul and Sue will head for Midi for this winter as they want sun not ice. We give some info about contacting Bruno Chanal who has moved from Briare to Castet-en-Dorthe; and then we check with the local chandler about getting diesel in the morning and finally buy some new lock gloves for Linda, before cheating with a takeaway kebab before the dogs’ final walk

On Friday we walk the Loire a few times. This may be last time we see the Loire by boat for a couple of year. A beautiful magnolia is in flower and a very knotted twisted willow is preparing to sprout; sheer beauty.

Magnolia and Willow at Digoin on the Loire

 After a bit of shopping including some boat work supplies we head off after lunch to pick up our diesel. Just as we’ve backed in against a difficult wind - to where we were told to moor, the pump attendant shouts “Ah! Not there, can you go over there?” – and then an even more difficult manoeuvre with boats tightly all around us. But we get there very gently. 

“Our diesel tank’s at the back” we say (as we had told him this morning). So another crazy, careful manoeuvre and finally we can fill up, except diesel gets sprayed over the stern and the water behind us before he gets the nozzle in. Oh well - and finally we head off for Paray-le-Monial.  Bye bye Canal Lateral; bye bye beautiful Loire. Now for a very slow and quiet few weeks crossing over to the Saone.




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