| View from lock 6 Descente en Saône |
9.8°C Sunny, hot. A loaded
boat went past heading uphill at 7.30am. The Windows 10 download had finished,
just hope a new installation will put my laptop right (it didn’t). We were in
the shade of the silo first thing so it was cool when we set off at 9am. I did
two loads of washing as there should be water available where we’re stopping. A
Swedish yacht went past heading downhill. The eight locks to the summit were
linked and each one was 5m deep.
Cattle country, smelly. The first lock 8,
Percey was the only one with a name the rest were just called Descente en
Saône. Lock 7’s house had been empty for a long time. A friendly lady jogger
went past us, running downhill as we went up lock 6 (which had no house now) I
took a photo looking back across the Plateau de Langres to the wind farm on a
ridge of low hills. Our friendly lady jogger went past running uphill now,
waving and wishing us bonne route. Lock 5 had a lived
in house and 4 had no
house, but it had bins – at last we can dump our accumulation of rubbish. Lock
3’s house was lived in, lock 2 had no house and the top lock had a house used
by VNF and workshops. There was a modern building for the controller alongside
the lock and the dark-haired young man came out to tell us the current
situation in Balesmes tunnel. One boat was coming through, then the péniche in
front of us would go first and we must wait for a green light before following
him through the 4,820m long tunnel. On to the 10kms long summit level, altitude
340m. A Dutch cruiser came out of the tunnel and the boat in front of us,
Athena, a loaded péniche from Nieuwe Amsterdam, (the boat that went past us
this morning at 7.30am – we should have realised just how slow this trip was
going to be!) untied and went off to the tunnel through the long narrow
entrance section, slowly. We waited ages for our green light and a light
display said OK for No. 242 to go (the number of our zapper box). There were dozens
of yellow floating buoys marking the channel into the narrows, (Mike took a
photo of a Willy-wagtail on
one) then a barrier and height restriction gauge.
It was 12.05pm as we set off into the narrows before the tunnel and 12.30pm as
we passed a string of hazard signs and went into the tunnel. There were traffic
lights in the centre of the roof, a narrow towpath with lights and emergency
communications posts on our left and twin ventilator fans in the roof with a
flashing yellow light. The traffic lights made sure we kept between 800m and
1200m behind the boat in front – and it was going very, very slowly. We had to
keep stopping as the automatic system kept three red lights on between us and
the péniche. It was the slowest we had ever
been through a tunnel and that includes the tug tow through Riqueval. We had some lunch – at least it was cool in the tunnel.
The last few hundred kilometres were wet, water dripping down the walls and off
the roof leaving calcite deposits and spraying through the thin cotton of our
battered old sunshade. It was 2.20pm when we finally emerged into the sunshine
again. 1 hour 50 minutes. A record. Into the long narrow section through a
cutting, where there were lengths of cut timber leaning against the cutting
wall for péniches to use to hang over their hulls as fendering when passing through
the tunnel. Through
the barrier and height restriction gauge and into the wider
canal again. There were six new péniche moorings for waiting for the tunnel
going south. A couple were fishing by the feed from the infant river Marne near
a long-derelict house for the VNF man who looked after the feed. 71 locks
downhill to Vitry - in the Paris basin now - and the loaded péniche hadn’t got to
the first lock yet. Eventually it went through and we zapped and lock 1
Batailles (3.90m) filled and we
went down. There was a man on the lockside by a
lived in house who was taking photos. 2.6kms to the next. A German couple were
sat out on the stern of their cruiser from Hamburg, moored next to a concrete
quay by a bridge which carried a track over the canal. We waited, the boat in
front wasn’t in the lock yet. Lock 2 Moulin Chapeau (3.60m) had an inhabited
lock house. A short distance after the lock we tied up at the long quay in
Champigny-les-Langres behind a
UK catamaran. It was 4.45pm. In
front of a new-build DB beyond the sailing boat, the péniche was reversing into a gap on
the quay. It got a line from its stern to the bank and remained there with its
bows in the middle, a gangplank to the bank, and stayed there overnight. A group
of young people (students?) were sitting on the grass under a tree by our stern
and having a picnic, they stayed there until after dark. I tried doing all the
repairs suggested on my laptop and
nothing worked. I know from previous
experience that it will take ages to get my laptop working again as it will
have to go back to factory settings, then I’ll have to re-download all my
programmes. Mike took the hard drive out of my HP and I transferred all my
files to his Acer laptop to a file for safe-keeping on its desktop, which took
hours.
| View down the flight from lock 1 Descente en Saône |
| Lock 1 and the checkpoint at Heuilly-Coton |
| Control centre by lock 1 |
| VNF depot by lock 1 and two very old boats |
| Peniche mooring, lights and sign board for Balesmes tunnel |
| Willy-wagtail on a channel marker buoy |
| Balesmes tunnel green light to enter south end. The next three lights are red. The fourth is green for the peniche. The lights are 400m apart. |
| Peniche moored at Champigny |
| One of the many emergency intercoms in the tunnel |
| Leaving north end of tunnel |
| Moored at Champigny |
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