A quick mention for Auxonne, a town where young Napoleon Bonaparte was eager to teach Artillary at the military academy, and where a series of fortifications have over the centuries, with differing degrees of success, held the town against ruffians arriving by river boat and invading armies.
The Castle, at the heart of the fortifications is open from 7am until 8pm and you are free to wander. Unobtrusive interpretation boards tell the history in French, English and German.
There is a large Port de Plaisance, the capitanaire is Australian. For some reason, when we have passed this way, the port always seems to hold more than the usual number of interesting older boats and barges.
Sunday, 25 September 2016
Early Morning on the Saone
Occasionally we are treated to a view that seems completely timeless. The river stretches out in front of us, there are trees, a heron, even a white heron, waiting and staring motionless in the water, a swan glides gracefully towards the bank, and kingfishers dart across from one side to the other.
During these rare moments, there is no sight of the large red or green channel markers, no bridge, no other boat and not even the ubiquitous wooden jetties used by the fishermen in their little motor launches. Not even a fisherman given away by a puff of white smoke from his cigarette, and a glint as he casts his line into the mirror calm water.
Beyond the next bend and we are back in the 21st century, or at least the 20th century, with one of the huge locks constructed for modern commercial vessels. Our boat seems dwarfed by such a massive structure, but even our 55 ft boat looks large compared to the small motor pleasure cruisers that are found everywhere on the Saone. When you see one of these tiny boats in a massive lock, you can't help but wonder at the thousands of tons of water that must be displaced for something so small.
Our first day cruising the Saone yesterday, we traveled 60 km from Fleurville to Gergy averaging 10 km per hour. Today we hope to get to Auxonne.
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| Saone at Verdun-sur-Doubs. Not timeless as you can see channel markers. |
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| Not so timeless here either with modern bridge |
During these rare moments, there is no sight of the large red or green channel markers, no bridge, no other boat and not even the ubiquitous wooden jetties used by the fishermen in their little motor launches. Not even a fisherman given away by a puff of white smoke from his cigarette, and a glint as he casts his line into the mirror calm water.
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| Sheep on an old lock |
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| Entrance to Seurre lock. Right, large commercial moored, small Freycinet commercial with car leaving lock, cruiser waiting in front of us to enter. |
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| Commercial vessel |
Friday, 23 September 2016
La Roche Solutre
We visited La Roche Solutre in July, but it was at the end of the holiday and the internet was slow.
It is where thousands of horse and other animals bones, slaughtered in pre-history, were found at the base of the rock.
It was such an evocative place.
There are two significant rock formations in the area to the West of Macon surrounded by historic wine villages and many many vines.
It is where thousands of horse and other animals bones, slaughtered in pre-history, were found at the base of the rock.
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| La Roche Solutre |
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| Another rock viewed from La Roche Solutre |
There are two significant rock formations in the area to the West of Macon surrounded by historic wine villages and many many vines.
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| Typical countryside in the region, vines, villages and woods. This was taken from the top of the Roche |
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| Conservation of plant species is aided by grazing of horses thought to be decended from prehistoric breeds. |
Tuesday, 9 August 2016
Louhans and cycling in France
Louhans made me think about cycling - not that we actually cycled there, but there were lots of people on bikes; locals weaving in and out of the market, tourists on the river paths, kids zooming around street corners, all cheek by jowel with pedestrians and on the whole managing to avoid each other. The French are very tolerant of people on bikes - by that I mean ordinary people going about their business, not groups with special cycling outfits, head down and lets get there and back as fast as we can. Althought there are very many of these groups aswell.
Where there are no cycle paths, careful riding on the pavement in urban areas seems to be accepted, and in many areas, with pavements wide enough, there are labels painted on the ground to separate pedestrians and cyclists
Almost every city and large town has a good many cycle paths and as much of the valley of the Saone is flat, we have been able to get around everywhere on bikes no problem.
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| Poultry market at Louhan Monday market |
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| Julian in shady corner of bar with market going on behind. |
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| Louhans port |
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| Galleried shops Louhans |
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| Packing up after the market. The best we have seen in France by a long chalk. |
A day in Lyon.
Whilst in Tournus we saw the tiny street and passageways 'traboules' that are a feature of towns and cities here. Lyon was said to have many of these, and an old quarter whose houses were built on Roman foundations. Also a Roman ampitheatre and the silk workers quarter. Silk was one of the industries for which Lyon was famed in former times, but the workers were poorly paid and laboured in cramped and unhealthy conditions.
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| Saone at Lyon |
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| Market on banks of the Saone |
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| Same market place after lunch |
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| First Stop the Catherdal where we left our bikes |
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| Up the funicular to the Baptistry |
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| View from the Baptistry - a prominent landmark but nothing special close up. Views were good though. |
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| One of two Roman Ampitheatres. Both very heavily restored. |
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| We saw some wonderful Roman Mosaics in the museam next to ampitheatre.. |
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| Stairs leading back down to old town |
Apart from an argument at lunch time, we had a lovely day. No time to see silk workers area, that will be for the next time we are floating in this direction. As for the argument, it could only be about one thing - what and where we would eat! Living with a vegetarian is not always easy! Of course living with me is perfect.
Wednesday, 3 August 2016
Along the River Bank. Tournus to La Truchere and a bit further, via River Saone and River Sielle - and the closest I got to 'wild' swimming.
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| Me on a 'lead' in lovely clear deep water off the pontoon in the centre of Tournus! |
I had a good look for swimming places up the Sielle and even the river upstream of Pont de Vaux, but they were too small and looked murky. Nothing so far has beaten the River Armancon to the South that follows some of the Burgundy Canal (Saint Vinnemer, near Tanlay) for a combination of location, deep water pools, clean water and slow flowing.
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| Lock at La Truchere. |
La Truchere is the first stop along the banks of the Sielle. Here we moored up in a slightly tricky, but delightful spot. We were treated to the most delicious meal by some new friends and were shown around their lovely home. As we are quite often the ones who do the cooking for others, it was such a treat, in fact perfection - what a delightful evening.
We then followed the Sielle up just one lock to Cuisery - one of the 'book' towns of France - I have to say, only really interesting if you can read French and are not as addicted to your Kindle - as we are.
River Saone and Tournus
Tournus has a real sense of the past, well preserved, no ugly suburban sprawl. The town is lived in.
A strange and disturbing ritual happens every night on the quay where we are moored on a pontoon. In the Lime trees lining the bank are thousands of Starlings. I admit they do make the front promenade smell and they do poop on diners in the cafes.
Tourusaian solution: man with van and ghetto blaster playing (very loudly) the sound of masses of angry birds. At each tree he stops pulls out a pole, puts pole up the tree (again very loud) banger with flash. Starlings fly off in their thousands. By the time he has got to the end of the avenue of trees, the Starlings have returned to the other end.
Tourist information is very helpful with free Wifi that anyone can access if they are nearby. Benches outside at a premium for this reason!
A strange and disturbing ritual happens every night on the quay where we are moored on a pontoon. In the Lime trees lining the bank are thousands of Starlings. I admit they do make the front promenade smell and they do poop on diners in the cafes.
Tourusaian solution: man with van and ghetto blaster playing (very loudly) the sound of masses of angry birds. At each tree he stops pulls out a pole, puts pole up the tree (again very loud) banger with flash. Starlings fly off in their thousands. By the time he has got to the end of the avenue of trees, the Starlings have returned to the other end.
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| House within a house |
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| Quercy on pontoon. Trees with Starlings at night. |
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| Abbaye Cloister. Abbaye Saint Philibert |
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| Maison opposite Abbeye |
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| Passage du Beif Potet. A 'traboule', narrow lane |
Chassey Le Camp - Neolithic Hilltop Fortification
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