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| Julian's legs outside the bistro at our over wintering port Marigny-sur-Yonne |
Here is Julian enjoying a well deserved doze after a morning washing and scrubbing down 6 months of grime and green slime off the boat. Thankfully not too many spiders decided to make Quercy their home over the winter, or maybe it's just too early for them to come out. In St Jean de Losne there were always many of two different kinds of boat spiders
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| Marigny showing the bistro and lock bridge in the background and cleaned Quercy on the far bank. The cruiser in the foreground has seen better days. |
At around 9am the sun was slowly burning through the layer of ice covering the boat and I was out there with my hand brush and bowl of lukewarm water scrubbing away at the accumulated grime that builds up after a winter unattended on the canal bank.
Julian appeared huffing and puffing at the thought of using non power tools and mumbling that next year we would definitely get a pressure washer. I told him that was quite unnecessary and that a little elbow grease and very little detergent was what was required. He then proceeded to make up a mixture that seemed to be made up mostly of detergent and settled down to a lot more huffing and puffing, interspersed by groans.
In our separate ways we both managed to clean half the boat and the results seem rather similar. As the bistro was open (and always in need of custom) we rewarded our efforts with lunch. Julian got strange looks when he ordered smoked ham and goat's cheese salad without the smoked ham, and even stranger looks when he ordered 'deux biere' for himself, he really should have mastered numbers one and two in French by now.
We are going into a very remote part of Burgundy where there are no shops for the next few days. There are no local shops here, just a bread van twice a week, so we went into Corbigny to the ATAC. Julian was happy to drive home with the shopping and I walked back finding a little path through the woods.
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| Old iron bridge over railway |
I was delighted to find my way back from Corbigny to Marigny along this path, marked by the helpful yellow lines on convenient trees or telegraph poles. Aided also by my map.
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| Pollarded birch along the track into the woods |
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| The train looking like a monster racing through the wood |
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| Beetle on the path |
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| A flower growing in profusion along with anemones in the damper parts of the wood. Also many violets and cow parsley. |
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| Practising portrait mode on Rachel's camera |
Steve came in for a drink with us on Quercy. His little boat had been craned out awaiting some replating. I had tea as I had had a kir at lunch (makes cheap wine very palatable) so I stuck to tea.
Our first day cruising and after a misty start the sun burst through and stayed with us all day. The trees are not in leaf but hawthorn blossom is in its prime, bright green hawthorn shooting everywhere and whilst there are not bluebells or wild daffodils, the cowslips grow in proffusion.
We are moored with another boat at Sardy at the base of the Nivernais lock staircase. 16 locks in short succession. We moored here at 4pm, had an early spper and then went to look at Vaubaun's Tower. This is a prominent feature in the landscape, not visible from the canal but we have passed it many times by car and I wanted to take a closer look at the vestiges of the home of Vauban, before he moved to Chateau Bazolles near Corbigny.
