This is a typical scene, of which there are many, on the Nivernais Canal.This was taken just outside Tannay.
We spent the weekend moored here,this was our view from the top of our boat. Just miles of nothing, sheer bliss!
A very cute little traditional boat
On the hottest day of the year so far (34degrees) we went for a walk with Patrice into the Morvan Forest. it was really cool in there!
A dragonfly drying out his wings.
We moved on after the weekend and spent five nights at Chitry les mines waiting for a toilet filter to be sent from UK. We paid £20 for next day courier delivery but as you can see that didnt happen! We eventually left and went to the Locaboat depot at Corbigny, where we stopped for water. We had filled up and I went to pay when we decided we would moor here for the night, it was 4.30pm and we were quite tired. We had sat there for about 10 minutes when there was an enormous bang, an articulated lorry had hit the next bridge and knocked massive stones into the lock and onto the lock gates. If we HAD moved on we would have been going into the lock when this happened..... someone was definitely looking after us!!
This was taken at the lock side.
Obviously they had had trouble like this before so made a miniature 'Avebury' of it!!
This was the next day when they called out 'Les Plongeurs' the diver section of the Pompiers. If you look carefully you can see a half naked fireman to the right of the red van!!!
Well we moved on after two nights there, they got the blocks out of the way and re-opened the waterway. They were much quicker than their projected 3-4 days!!The locaboat depot only charged us one night as they said it wasn't our fault we were stuck there. John has been working on our figurehead (picture below) It has made such a difference to the boat, people stop us and say how beautiful she is!! The figurehead has only one boob for obvious reasons...!!!!
Peaceful mooring just before the start of the Sardy flight.
This was our mooring half way up the flight, Patrice caught loads of mice!
A photo of the outside of Lock 6 which is a cafe run by an ageing hippie.
Our pot of tea for two...not quite what we expected but it was delicious!
I thought this looked like something out of sleeping beauty, the views were breathtaking!
Exiting the 3rd tunnel
At the top, we arrived at Baye. A windswept, unappetising, deserted Quai, alonside an Etang (a lake) the other side of the wall. We decided not to stay and moved on to Bazolles.
We had a warm drink of beer here..... I dont think they had a fridge! They sold sweets, fishing tackle (including live maggots) and sewing equipment all piled on a table together in a big jumble of stuff!
The gift shop (closed) which had many delights including a huge pottery pig in a swimming ring....for 6 euros!! we resisted the impulse to buy!!
3 hay bales piled on top of each other and then painted...this was a very strange village!
We moved on again and found ourselves at Mont et Marre, where Patrice encountered his first chicken....
The small town 'lavoir' filled by an ice-cold stream
Patrice loved the ice cold water
Eggs bought at the smallholding alongside the lock, we had them for our tea....delicious!!
We set off again yesterday afternoon and finally ended up here at Chatillon-en-Bazois. We had expected a decent sized town with perhaps a Lydl, but no...never mind we are staying for the weekend now.