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| Onion grab moving the scrap at Neuves Maison steel works |
backed out again. The gates opened and we went in and up another
3m. Water had been pouring over the top end gates so maybe the lock had problems
making a level. 1.5kms to the middle lock of three, buzzards soared and there
was a lake on our right (the result of gravel extraction from the old bed of
the Moselle), lots of them along the canal. We knew the top lock would be Haute
(high) as the bottom was Basse (low) and we tried to decide what middle would
be called. Turned out it
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| Coils of steel wire - transformed scrap - at Neuves Maison steel works |
was 44 Prieuré (Priory)! Had a short wait while it
emptied. Up another 3m. The lock house had been renovated, quite recently by
the looks of it, but didn’t look lived in. Houses along the bank including some
old low little houses made of concrete with flat roofs that looked like they
may have been two-roomed weekend and holiday places, but most looked long
disused. An old cabin cruiser sat forlornly on the bank, also long disused. There
was a long line of lovely old plane trees along the towpath.
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| And a 3,000-tonner to transport the wire - Neuves Maison steel works |
Up another 3.2m at
lock 43 Haute Flavigny and across a long aqueduct over the Moselle on to a 5km
pound. Made a cuppa. Noticed that the
steel piling was rusted through on waterline for most of the length of the
pound, which was on an embankment for most of its length. Lots of breaches
waiting to happen if VNF don’t get some new piles in soon. The ever busy N57
was at the bottom of the bank. A large British cruiser went past, its skipper
steering from the open top deck, earphones on, didn’t respond to our waves,
nose in the air, we’re invisible again. Up lock 42 Benney, named for
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| Control gear for Haute-Flavigny lock |
the forest
we’d just passed through. There was a campervan parked next to the lock but it
left as we entered the chamber. Another 3m lift on to a 1.8km pound. We saw the
first drowned dead deer for ages, floating in the canal. Lock 41 Crévechamps
had an area of big greenhouses to its left. We had a short wait while the
chamber emptied then we went up another 3m. Lots of people out braving the cold
wind to enjoy the sunshine, walking the towpath or the little road below it.
Lots more flooded gravel
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| Aqueduct over the Moselle at Haute Flavigny |
pits, some of which were advertising fishing. A German
cruiser was moored not far from the next lock, its crew seated on the top deck
facing the sun. Up lock 40 Neuviller, there were crowds of gongoozlers around
the lock as there was a car park adjacent, ideal for walkers. There used to be
a moveable floating footbridge (based on old oil drums) by the town of
Neuviller, hoot and someone came out to move it, a unique oddity, but it had
gone. It was quiet as the N57 skirted around the far side of the town. A little
further on there was a large winding hole, long out of use as
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| Moored under the silo's loading gantry in Bayon |
it was silted up –
but a fisherman was casting out across it and almost reaching the towpath
before dragging whatever lure (a bright red flapping thing) he had on his line
back towards him before refilling it with bait and repeating the procedure.
Lock 39 Bayon was slow to open, we thought we were going to have to nudge it.
Loads of water flowing over the top end gates. Up another 3m and we moored by
the silo loading gantry after asking a guy at the silo if we were OK to moor
there. No
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| Moored on the silo quay at Bayon |
problems he said, so we tied up. (He later told us that water
transport is too dear for them now, so everything goes by lorry – they had a
new gantry for loading boats and he admitted that it had only been used once - he said we could stay moored there as long as we liked!) There was a yellow
hulled German cruiser moored at the far end of the piled bank, which looked
like it had been there all winter. Later a British cruiser arrived and moored
in front of us. The skipper told Mike he’d bought his boat cheaply as it was
covered in green gunge that took him a long time to clean off. He told Mike had
had a house in Croatia and was taking the boat there. Best of British. He said
he had come from Calais to here in a week!
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