First the port at Pouilly, where we are now. As you can see it is nice and open with plenty of space for passing boats
This goose was at Venarey, ‘Got any bread mate’
Sunrise at Venarey, Gladys is a great dog but she like to wake up at dawn and greet everybody on-board with licks. After the initial thought of ‘not yet Gladys’ you are so glad to see the early morning sights and sounds.
‘Want help with the lock mate?’
The forest have all but disappeared and the scenery is more open and grand
‘How high is the tunnel roof?’ ‘No surely not’
A great bar at Marigny PK 126, spent all evening in the bar and didn’t spend a euro. A local chap had a good day hunting for truffles with his three specially trained dogs, and he treated all in the bar to drinks all night long. My French at the end of the session was magnificent.
Came across a fishing competition this morning, I don’t think they thought much of Renaissance driving through their well prepared fishing grounds
Also stopped to help another young deer get out of the canal, I think they see us coming and leap in for a laugh
Do like a bit of scumping for cherries in the morning
This post was written by Terry Barrett
Photographs by Tes