Archive for October, 2015

Clamecy or Bust – Come Hell or High Water!

Before leaving Les Rochers du Saussois we decided to go for a drive. The first stop was a cave with ancient petroglyphs.  They didn’t allow photographs, so you’ll have to excuse the quality of the pictures. I couldn’t use the flash for fear of being caught. At times Lisa gets a little claustrophobic. She was allowed to go inside the cave for a few minutes to see how she would react.  It didn’t go well, so I had to do ...

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A Brief History of Vermenton – The Logging Town of France

We continued on our journey up the Canal du Nirvernais. Kevin said the village of Vermenton should not be missed even though it was three miles off the main canal on an even smaller side canal. I checked the chart, and once again the bridges were too low for us to pass, but that hadn’t stopped us yet.

We were in the heart of the Morvan region, at one time a vast area covered by forest.  Beginning ...

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What Would You Do With 9 Million Bottles of Wine?

We made it under the Pont Paul Bert without a hitch.  The charts must list bridge clearance when the river is just below flood level because according to the chart there was no way we would fit.  I know that rivers go up and down depending on the season, but what about the canals?  Canals are pretty much kept at the same level no matter what the weather conditions.  Would we end up at a bridge where we ...

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The Sights, Smells and Tastes of Joigny and Auxerre

Lisa and I enjoyed our time in Joigny. We loved its world-class restaurant A la Cote St. Jacques, the beautiful vineyards that surround the city, and its steep narrow streets with wonderful views.  The covered market built in 1884 was great, and we even bought some mussels that Kevin insisted on making for us. We didn’t know what a great chef he was!

Our last stop on the Yonne River was Auxerre.  The Canal du Nivernais starts ...

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The Sweet Simplicity of The Yonne River

We have left the Seine and are now on the Yonne River. The Yonne is smaller than the Seine, but the easiest way to tell we are on a new liquid highway is the locks.  The locks on the Yonne have slopped sides and are absolutely miserable to use. We enter the lock.  Throw a line to the lock keeper, and he places it on a bollard. I’m not sure why we bother, as the line remains completely ...

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