Building a new weir at 52 L'Uf |
2.2°
C Sunny but chilly start, much warmer later – no coats! Set off at 8.50am
expecting there to be moored boats at Fumay to chase us upriver and were
greatly surprised to find the whole mooring empty. The water flow increased to
about 3.5kph as we neared the first weir at lock 52 L’Uf, where work was in
progress on a new weir. There were VNF vans at the house as usual. All the
locks today were full so we had to time it to get to each lock as the gates
opened. On upriver to 51
St Joseph. Deserted, no one about. A long run up to
the next, 6.1kms, 50 Revin. Cyclists were racing along the towpath and some
paused to watch us come up very slowly in the lock. Mike spotted that on the
sign alongside the lock where they’d translated to English, they’d not only put
“Yachting” harbour instead of Yacht harbour, but they’d misspelt it as
Yatching. Into the tunnel, dripping icy water on us. Two cyclists came through
on the towpath, which is about the height of our roof
and Mike gave a little
toot on our air-horns which must have made them jump. Naughty. Out into bright
sunlight. Under a bridge on a slant across the river to lock 49 Orzy which
still has its impressive long needle weir. Mike had to get very close to the
post before the zapper activated it, then we had a wait below the lock while it
emptied. 4.7kms to 48 Dames de Meuse. There were workmen on the lockside with
lorries, who were working on tree lopping on the island between the canal and
river just up above the lock. The chamber filled then nothing happened. To the
amusement of the workmen, Mike went up to the top end of the lock, checked the
lights (still on single red not double red) then proceeded on to the gates and
gave the right one a heave whilst standing on the left one. Sensors! The gates
opened. The lock cut above was beautiful to start off with, magnificent rocky
hills covered with mostly pine trees, but the deciduous trees along the canal
were now all coming into leaf and the sloping grassy bank up to the towpath was
ablaze with spring flowers, red campion, ladysmock, violets, forget-me-nots,
dandelions, wood anemones and wild garlic,
plus a flower that looked like grape
hyacinth. Out on to the river. Another long needle weir and no signs of it
being replaced yet. On past Anchamps, lots of the weekend houses along the
towpath looked derelict and tumbling down. Other bits of land between the river
and the steep hills beyond had been used as allotments and had some real
hillbilly buildings, again mostly falling down. Round the bends through Laifour. A VNF van with ladders on the
roof went past on the towpath, closely followed by a VNF car. I made a cuppa
after we cleared 47 La Commune and Mike spotted a barragiste working on the
needle weir, putting some of the wooden needles back we hoped
(it would slow
the flow down a bit and save us some diesel). Up 46 Monthermé lock with more
workmen on the lockside with lorries. They were working on a small overflow weir
above the lock, next to the old hydroelectric plant. Into another lovely lock
cut. Brimstone butterflies were making their appearance and there was loads of
evidence of beaver, chewed bark and paths where they slide down the bank.
Through Monthermé, always full of tourists, the mooring was empty but most of
the electricity posts were in use by the seventeen campervans lined up along
the bank. The crew of a cruiser waved as we went past, they
were tied to the bank a bit further upstream of the town moorings. It was
5.30pm when we arrived at the old quay in Château-Regnault. Tired as it had
been a long day, nearly nine hours travelling.
Spot the spelling error. 50 Revin |
Needle weir in action. 49 Orzy |
Allotment shed??? Anchamps |
Was it once a greenhouse?? Anchamps |
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