Day Nine – A Slow Start To Astounding Saverne

We mirrored the unrelenting rain in UK this morning, so weren't in a rush to move from our quiet mooring. Once we did, thankfully we had the choice of inside driving. Such a treat! The first two shots below were taken by Kerry yesterday, aren't they great? We'd planned a stop at the factory shop … Continue reading Day Nine – A Slow Start To Astounding Saverne

Day Eight – A Bakery, Bikes and Birds

We rather cocked up the locks yesterday. Remember I said our boat briefing was rather brief? Well we sort of realised last night, after the lockkeeper came to ask us if we were doing any more locks around 6.30pm, that we must've moored after one of a series of locks. Tony had written on a … Continue reading Day Eight – A Bakery, Bikes and Birds

Day Seven – Wet But Wonderful

We knew the rain was imminent today. And had prepared ourselves for the change. Luckily it turned out to be less persistent than expected. There was no-one to be found anywhere to pay for our overnight Marina mooring, so we had no choice but to dispose of our rubbish, fill up with water, and cast … Continue reading Day Seven – Wet But Wonderful

Day Six – Back to Strasbourg for a Scare …

What a day! Wonderful mostly. I think I've aged ten years, but simultaneously feel energised by the amazing new experiences we've had. We all slept like logs last night. Kerry and I had stayed up late star and satellite gazing from the roof of the boat. It's likely we won't get the chance again till … Continue reading Day Six – Back to Strasbourg for a Scare …

Day Four – Au Revoir Cabourg Bonjour Strasbourg

I can't put into words what a poignant, special time it's been for me to spend 48 hours with our family friends Odile and Bruno. Dad met Odile's father Jean during his travels around Europe, by bike (he was a superb Time Trial cyclist), in the late 1940's. They remained firm friends and our respective … Continue reading Day Four – Au Revoir Cabourg Bonjour Strasbourg

Day Three – Blood Red Turned to Blue

Seeing a blood red sky last night felt rather poignant on the eve of the 75th anniversary of the D-Day Normandy landings. Although here in Cabourg we share the same beach (it's many miles long), this wasn't the place where the boats came and many men were doomed. We've not noticed any disruption here, being … Continue reading Day Three – Blood Red Turned to Blue

Day Two – Making The Most of The Adventure

Still no news on Barry's visa today. Nothing left to do to change that so I'm determined to make the most of each day and trust it WILL arrive soon. The overnight Brittany Ferry Mont St Michel went smoothly. We'd booked reclining seats which were in a small 'private' lounge. Not that you'd notice the … Continue reading Day Two – Making The Most of The Adventure