Posts Tagged 'Rabelo'

One Cleat Will Nevers Do – And That’s No Typo

With Rabelo’s new itinerary there was now time to enjoy the sights. What was I thinking? When barging there’s no excuse for rushing except when you really need one. With our new schedule there was now time to smell the cow manure, corn, hay, and of course the roses.

We had passed a small sign next to the canal advertising goat cheese and honey for sale. The next morning we went looking for the farm. We ended ...

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Paris to Champagne at 20 Miles A Day

After a fun five days and nights we dropped off Lisa’s brother Jerry and his wife Arlene at the train station.  It was time to put the petal to the metal, and start covering some real distance.  I’m talking about moving Rabelo over thirty kilometers a day, or around twenty miles. I know what you’re thinking. Well, no matter how slow Rabelo is, she’s faster than any hotel you have ever stayed in. We needed to be outside ...

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Adventures in Chateau de Santenay

After our amazing visit to the open market in Louhans it was time to start moving.  The Canal du Centre was originally built for thirty-meter barges (100 ft.). Back in the early 1900’s the French Government decided to modify the locks so that 38.5-meter barges could use the canal.  Rabelo is actually 38.95-meters (128 ft.), so we are stretching the limits a bit.  When inside the locks it can get a little tight. Remember this is France, so ...

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The Madhouse Market City of Louhans

Lisa’s brother Jerry and wife Arlene were back for the fifth time on Rabelo in four years. That’s a record for us.  I guess they like our floating home. They are some of our easiest guests, and we always enjoy having them. Of course we had to start off with a champagne welcome consisting of fine French cheeses, a baguette, pate, sausage and a bottle of champagne or two, or was it three?

The next day we ...

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The Foul Fowl of Rabelo

I know we’re going to leave Saint Jean de Losne (SJL) some day, and if we’re lucky it could be Monday.  We have met some lovely people here, especially our neighbors Bobby and Linda, and their wonder dog Wilson, but it’s time to leave. The reality is that there is not much to do in SJL.  The restaurants are not very good.  The market sucks, but at least the bolangerie is pretty good, which isn’t helping our waistline.

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Biarritz, San Sebastian and the Gastro Gymnastics

I made it back to Rabelo despite my stomachs insistence on completing an evening workout. My internal organs performed an Olympic gymnastics routine on the way home, and received a score of 9.6. That night the god of the water closet and I spent many hours together, and became closest of friends. In fact I put in so many hours working on our relationship there wasn’t time to sleep.

The following morning I boarded the plane dreary ...

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Am I Going To Jail In France?

No matter where you are, but especially in a foreign country, the last thing you want is a call from the police.  Lisa proceeded to hand me the cell phone with slightly raised eyebrow and a faint smile that said, ‘you really stepped in it this time.’  With great trepidation I answered in a barely audible voice, ‘Hello.’…

The man at the other end asked if I spoke French.  I told him I didn’t so he continued ...

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Paris The City of Lights – A Stay Unlike Any Other

Our grand entrance into the City of Lights was not what we had hoped for.  There’s a traffic control system on the Seine just before the Ile de la Cite.  It is designed to control the commercial barges and tourist vessels around the island where the Notre-Dame Cathedral is located.  Pushed by a strong current we basically ran a red light, and someone called the cops.  They were on top of us faster than you could say, “Sacre ...

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Sailing The Canals of Holland

We’ve had more excitement.  I know they weren’t thinking of Rabelo when they built Tilburg’s inner harbor, but give me a break. The Dutch take a small harbor and cut it in half by placing a fountain or sculpture right in the middle of their marinas.  When it was time to depart we found it impossible, because of that damn sculpture, to turn around under our own power.  The strong wind blowing up our stern didn’t help. Personally I thought the ...

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Relishing The Netherland’s Floriade | Awaiting Completion of our Barge’s Outfit

We’ve been in The Netherlands for over two weeks, and I’m going crazy.  The Hotel Old Dutch is clean, and the proprietors are delightful, but it certainly isn’t five star.  How do you say basic?

Then there is the problem of money.  I’ve never seen it disappear so fast.  Between Wilco and his six full time employees, and what Lisa and I are spending to outfit Rabelo we might as well be shredding it.  Fortunately it is ...

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