Monday 21 May 2018

Pont-sur-Yonne to Montereau-Fault-Yonne


29 kms, 6 locks
Being a Sunday, these locks are not manned unless you make arrangements the day before.  On Saturday afternoon, when Ian spoke to the lock-keeper and asked for service at 9.00 he was told that was not possible but a commercial barge had booked for 8.00 and we could go through with him.
So we were up bright and early and set off at 7.45, as we did so we saw the commercial, Mirador, also pulling away from his night mooring and heading  for the lock.  The lock was ready and waiting and as soon as we were all tied up the lockie set things in motion.  It was still quite a bit before 8.00 and by 8.05 we were out the other side.  Things were looking good.  The locks close for lunch from 12.30 to 13.30 and we had 6 locks to traverse.  We thought we could make it to the last lock before it closed for lunch but it would be close.
Upstream of the second lock there is a 4.5 km long canal cutting out a series of tight loops in the river.  It is narrow and shallow compared to the river and the Mirador ahead of us slowed down to just 4kms/hr.  Painfully slow.
Mirador ahead of us on the river

Mirador entering the narrow canal section
The next 5 locks all have sloping sides, 2 of them with floating pontoons where Elle and Njord could raft up together but the last 3 have no pontoons and Mirador was not a friendly barge which allowed us to tie alongside them.  So we went to the front of the lock, one boat on each side, tied up just with a stern line and held the boat off the side of the lock with boat hooks.  The lock movement is slow and gentle so it was really easy.
The side of the lock sloping away beneath us, and when full the water level is just 10cm below the top of the quay

We made it through the last lock a minute before 12.30 and were tied up at the pontoon in Montereau by 13.00.


This town is at the confluence of the Yonne and Seine Rivers. 
Two rivers with distinctly different colour waters.
There is a huge statue of Napolean, erected in about 1867, because this is the site of one his last victories when he defeated the combined Prussian and Austrian armies as they marched towards Paris.


It was during this battle that he uttered the words "Don't worry my friends, the bullet that will kill me has not yet been cast".
There is a very interesting looking church but it was all locked up.

At last, I have managed to take a picture of flying buttress that shows how light and airy they were, yet still managed to support the upper sections of a cathedral

I love they way these old churches have mis-matched towers and steeples.  They evolved as succeeding generations added more embellishments to the original 12th/13th century structures

Again, all the heads are missing...

...or the statues are gone completely
 There is a porcelain museum here but it was closed.





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