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14 locks, 14 kms

Downhill locks, close together and at an average depth of only 3.5 metres means we don’t need a rope on so I can walk and lift the bars as I go. Another beautiful day and even Baxter managed 2 locks and 1 km. Waiting at a lock for MR to arrive, I spotted these guys who were extremely friendly; thoroughly enjoying a forehead scratch and butting at me when I stopped.

The moorings at Cusey were in need of a bit of tlc, but still had free electric and water and one of those ‘things to see’ maps, so we set off in the car on Tuesday up into the ancient village of Montsaugeon.

Very beautiful but very isolated – extremely grim in winter I would think. We then dropped down towards Riviere–les-Fosses in search of the shop selling local produce; a National Park; a ‘View point’ and a vineyard. We found some views and vineyards and some dead ends which came with compulsory amused, but always helpful, locals. No sign of produce shops or National Parks though – maybe the whole area was National Park.

We couldn’t find anywhere on our travels to have a coffee, let alone lunch. We had been warned to stock up well on the ‘Marne’ side of the tunnel as the ‘Saone’ side was extremely remote – ‘they’ weren’t exaggerating, but had omitted to tell us how beautiful it is.

As it was getting late, I called Daisy and set off with the RCU for the tracker to fetch her in for the night. I was just in time to see her scrape through a fence, on her way to meet me, and knock the new collar (complete with tracker attached) off. On closer inspection, the new collar was knackered and we had come within a whisker of losing the tracker device after all the aggro we had in getting it in the first place. It’s now attached to her flea and tic collar.

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