Taking on water in a lock in Reims |
Waiting an extra hour on our mooring in Reims |
The lock in the picture at the top
was our 3,000th since starting to live on the boat permanently five
years ago. Previously to that we had
five years continuous cruising but mainly moving at weekends as we were both
working. Our logbook for those times was
a manual version as opposed to the current spreadsheet. The old logbook is in
storage so we’ve no idea what our stats were for those five years.
Considering the lack of rain and
consequent lack of water in some canals, there appeared to be more than enough water on this
canal. The overspill at each lock was
quite strong so we had to counteract it as we steered into each lock.
One of the overspills |
One of the hooks we used instead of bollards |
At one lock we had four Belgians
watching how it was done and unfortunately it was a deep one so one where Karen had to stand
on the roof to hook her line over. All
went without mishap and our gongoozlers gave a round of applause as we left 😊
Another lock had very low bollards and it took three attempts to loop a line over. After each attempt the boat has to be reversed out so it could be brought back in again at the right angle. If the third attempt had failed it would have meant a trip up the ladder which we didn't relish as the lock was kept full and therefore the ladder was covered in slime and weed. Being a deep lock it would have made the climb precarious. We're glad to say that at all the other locks we got the loop on first time.
Perfect looping |
As we started leaving the city behind,
we passed a fishing competition where long match poles were being used (I
believe these used to be called roach poles).
We have seen hardly any of this type of fishing in France, but it is
very popular in the UK. As there was a
path either side, Karen wanted to jokingly ask them why they didn’t use
ordinary, shorter, rods and just sit on the other side!
There were another 18 fishermen after we passed these |
We found that we were enjoying
this canal far more on the way back and put it down to a couple of things: lack
of other boats around and that the day wasn’t overcast. There were plenty of butterflies on the wing and, at one lock, we saw a pale clouded yellow. These are a lemon version of the clouded yellow and, as butterfly enthusiasts know, are very difficult to tell apart from Berger's clouded yellow unless you are comparing the larvae. I am going with 'pale' as it was such a light lemon colour; Berger's are generally not so pale.
Looking like a UK canal other than it’s wide enough to turn our boat in |
We’ve been impressed with the
automatic operation of the locks on this canal, although maybe I shouldn’t say
that until were off it. I do wonder if it gets more maintenance as it is a
commercial canal and breakdowns in the infrastructure have a financial impact
on the commercial operators. As a
commercial canal it is also kept open all year around.
One of the poles that has to be ¼ turned to start getting the lock ready |
It was gone five o’clock when we were
approaching the northern portal of the Billy tunnel where we wanted to moor –
that’s late for us. We could see a boat
was in the tunnel well, to be accurate, we could see the tunnel light of a boat
coming towards us. They came out just as
we were mooring up and they moored up too, but right at the tunnel exit. We did wonder if they had hoped to moor at
our end.
Our mooring for Monday night with a neighbour by the portal and Buddy crashed out as usual |
We set off at about ten on Tuesday
morning and had to hang around the northern portal of Billy tunnel before we
were picked up on the camera by the control point which is next to the southern
portal. We had to wait for about ten
minutes before the lights went green, so I wondered if the operator was just
outside having a coffee and a cigarette.
When we came through in the
opposite direction last week, I mentioned that boats used to be towed through
by a small engine. This time I managed
to get a picture of the engine as it is displayed by one of the locks on the
way down to Condé-sur-Marne. Before the
engine was introduced a steam engine in an engine room at the southern end used
to winch boats through by means of a wire cable on a pulley.
The rail track through the tunnel |
The engine being used as a flowerpot |
We moored up after the last lock which is just before the port at the junction. We had lunch on board and then set off for a walk to the Aqueduc de Condé-sur-Marne.
The aqueduct was opened in 1869
and runs for just over 7.5 kilometres to feed the summit of the Canal l’Aisne à
la Marne. Water was pumped up by steam
engine from the River Marne and ran along the aqueduct before entering the
canal just above the first lock we went down today.
The start of the aqueduct |
The channel filled in with a pipe underneath |
The village was dead apart from two
French ladies who followed us for a while trying to sell us baskets.
This year’s Tour de France came
through the village during its fourth stage and there were still signs of the
event along the main street in a form that made us think they were Christmas
decorations from a distance.
We walked on past the church and
the mairie to cross over the Canal latéral à la Marne to find the River Marne
where Buddy could cool down and have a drink.
The church dates back to the 12th century |
We didn’t walk far along the river
as there wasn’t a real path but at least Buddy had a good splash around.
And a bit of news to finish with: Lauren & Lewis called later on to give us the news of their latest baby scan - we're having a grandson!
And a bit of news to finish with: Lauren & Lewis called later on to give us the news of their latest baby scan - we're having a grandson!
During our cruise on Tuesday we
covered 11 kilometres down eight locks
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