Saturday 13 April 2019

Choisy-au-Bac to Vic-sur-Aisne

20 kms, 4 locks

This morning it was -1.2o outside at 7.30 (yes, that is a minus) and 3.8o inside.  Not so warm! As I stumbled out of bed the first thing I did was switch on the diesel heater.  Aaah, what a pleasure!
He's been here since before sunrise.  And you think we are crazy?
We watched qualifying for the Formula 1 grand prix in China, then I toddled off to the bakery for some sustenance to keep us going through the day.  I bought a croissant aux amandes, an escargot de raisins and a baguette “tradition” which looked a bit small, so I bought another baguette petite de lardons, which is a totally decadent skinny baguette with bacon and cheese rolled into the dough before cooking.  Yummmm!
Just a few more calories
We left at 9.45 by which time the temperature had risen to 5o, the sky was blue, the sun was shining, but the wind was a bit nippy.
At the first lock we used our wonderful “telecommand” to announce our arrival, the lights started activating then went out – completely – nothing.  But the lock gates opened and we cruised on in.  The window of the lock keeper’s post opened and a very voluble lockie leaned out and said a whole lot, the only bit of which I understood was “en panne” i.e. out of order.  What? Then he rushed down the stairs and asked if the “monsieur” could help him wind the lock gates.  Oh, the automatic system was out of order and had to be operated by hand.   Well, he did all the winding, he just needed Ian to tell him when the sluice thing at the bottom of the lock gate was fully closed.  Meanwhile another cruising boat hove into view.

Lock number 2, no problem, went like clockwork.  Lock number 3: lights shone to show our command had been received, then they all went out, nothing.  And we saw a lockie run out of a house and into the lock keeper’s post.  Apparently it was also “en panne” but he could operate it all from his command post.
Close by the river is the place in the forests of Compiegne where the armistice between France, England and Germany was signed on November 11th, 1918.  Apparently the railway carriage in which the treaty was signed is in the village Rethondes, but is only open to visitors in the summer. Pity, I would love to see that.
Meanwhile we had been cruising past lovely, expensive looking properties with extensive lawns reaching down to the river.  I think I wouldn’t mind living in a house like that.
A boat house? A wash house? 

Extensive lawns

Exensive dock

Fancy boat but where's the house

More traditional, but still got the lawn
Once again our fenders picked up a lot of mud from the lock walls and transferred it to the hull.  Yesterday I spent a good while with unbelievably cold water bucketed out of the river to clean the fenders and hull (yes, my halo is shining brightly)  and was so annoyed that it all got messed up again within 5 minutes!
The Aisne River, and Big Black Bertha on the foredeck


Ian's socks.  Thank you Jaqui!
At 13.00 we arrived a Vic-sur-Aisne.  

Ian cleaned the hull (giving me a break) then got stuck into his battery problem, having received a reply from the supplier telling him what to do. I made myself scarce and took the camera with me!
Vic is a charming little town.  Old old old! The Romans spent some time here and there is a Keep (what they call a “donjon” in French), the central stronghold of the medieval castles, dating from the 12th century.  Alongside that a magnificent chateau was built in the 18th century.  Unfortunately it is closed until the summer.

The magnificent chateau and "donjon"

The "donjon" with Mairie in the background



The Halte Nautique from the bridge, with free electricity and supposedly water but it was disconnected.

 
I got back to a very happy Ian, his battery installation has been successful and now we are running on LiFePo4  batteries.  If you open up the battery box it looks like a disco – lots of flashing lights.  And it all gets operated via Bluetooth on a tablet.  I am used to using a hydrometer to test the state of the batteries, this electronic wizardry is way beyond me.
Just after I got back we were treated to a display by the Fire Brigade testing out their pumps and hoses.  Pretty impressive!
It reaches all the way across the canal

Two pumps in action


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