9.4°
C Grey skies with a cold north wind, sunny patches later. Set off at nine,
downriver, into the wind again. The
skipper of the tjalk waved as we went
past. Two more DBs were also on
the mooring, both UK replicas. Five minutes
later we turned left heading upriver on the Sambre, the first bit of the river
is very enclosed, much narrower than the Meuse and very little current. They’d
made a good job of renovating the riverside walk and properties along the bank.
There were no longer any no mooring signs, except for one at the confluence
that defined the no mooring limit from the junction as 150m, and we were
surprised to see a lone Dutch flagged little Luxe moored by the flats opposite
the citadel. Mike called the lock keeper at Salzinnes and got the OK for the
lock. A
loaded 80m boat called Samarkand came down and passed us on the bend
before the lock, we could just see another loaded boat was setting off into the
chamber. We waited next to quay below the lock next to a multi-storey block of
flats. Nothing else coming down just us to go up. The chamber was 136m long by
12.5m wide (18m x 2.10m filled one small corner) and we slung our centre rope
on a + stud recessed into the stone wall and rose 1.5m. On upriver with the
railway (no traffic today) on our right and factories both sides as we passed
through the outskirts of Namur. Past the bus depot and a shooting range (we
could hear the pop pop of gunfire) and a road on our left was busy with
Saturday holiday traffic. Mike made a cuppa while I steered. Lots of birds
about, mallard, sandpipers, house martins and the ever-present Canada geese
even though the canalised lower Sambre flows through a sloping sided concrete
sided trough. In places the anti-flood concrete walls are 2.5 to 3m higher than
the water level. Because of all the concrete there were not too
many wild
flowers. The first offline basin housed a boatyard. As we passed a man came out
to ask where we were going, when we said Pont-de-Loup for bottom painting he
asked how heavy the boat was, we said we’d call in to see him on the way back.
If he has a crane big enough we might get future work done there. There were
lots of wintered boats in the basin plus the river taxis (wondered where they
were, maybe they only do weekends or summer season). Erone, a boat loaded with
sand (110m x
10.56m 3,462T) from Landelies, was moored at a quay opposite a
recycling yard, its crane was in the air so the crew must be off in their car,
probably shopping. Mike called Floriffoux lock and got a reply, OK. The lock
was ready for us. Up another 3.3m. Two new lock houses had been built in recent
years and the lock cabin was high over the lock at the end of the machinery for
lifting the weir. A little tug called Zwever was moored in the lower weirstream
opposite the HEP plant and a big tug called Turquoise was moored in the upper
weirstream. Just after we left the lock an empty 80m called Raypa went past heading
for the lock we’d just left, his wash was almost watering the grass at the top
of the concrete and our boat did a little bouncing for a while. A converted
péniche called Carpe Diem was moored at Floreffe, a banner along its side gave
a website www.bateau-carpediem.be - must check that out later.
Mike took photos of the abbey high up on the hill overlooking the river. We
tested the depth in the next offline basin (which had a sign at the entrance
saying it was a winding hole (turning round place) and found it was pretty
deep, 4m in the middle. Mornimont lock was a deep one at 4.9m, no problems as
the keepers (who came to the window and waved) filled it steadily for us. Two
loaded Belgian boats were moored above the lock on its waiting quay, Exaudi
from Marchiennes (55m x 6.6m 665T) and Almi from Chatelet (55m x 7.23m 699T).
Lunch on the move. Passed a Dutch cruiser heading downriver by the Glaciers de
Moustier, followed by a Belgian cruiser, then loaded Belgian boat Insomnia from
Moerbeke (79.92m x 9.0m 1332T) which went past with hardly a ripple. An empty
80m boat called Marcari from Antwerpen was moored opposite the Solvay chemical
works and, as we passed the moored boat, another loaded Belgian boat called Conjono
from Gent (55m x 7.20m) went past heading downstream. A group of eight youths
on trials bikes went zooming past on the towpath. Mike called Auvelais, our
last lock of the day, on VHF radio and got a mind block when he couldn’t think
of the word in French for a pleasure boat, so I added plaisancier and started
laughing. The keeper heard and was also laughing when he said Mon Dieu,
l’ecluse est prête! It was, gates open, and we rose another 2.7m. A small Dutch
yacht was waiting above to go down. It was 3.10pm when we tied up at the far
end of the waiting quay. It was a fairly sheltered spot, so not so windy, and
not long after we moored the sun started showing itself between white clouds.
Road cleaning with a vacuum |
110m boat with a load of 3,462 tonnes of sand |
Empty 80m boat above Floriffoux lock |
Abbaye de Floreffe |
Mornimont lock |
Moored above Auvelais lock |
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