2 locks, 11 kms, 2.5 hrs

Not a lot happening in the sleepy village of Garnat

So Monday morning we headed off to Ganay. Daisy was convinced that G couldn’t steer without her assistance and she could be right – his performance at the helm of Francoise was definitely improving!

Having moored, walked Muttley and made dinner, I left the village exploration until the following morning – except the following morning we woke to rain which never let up all day. There is a small restaurant adjacent to the mooring where we had a perfectly acceptable menu du jour, 4 courses and wine, for 13 euros (no ‘funny stuff’ on the menu either). I spent the rest of the day trying (and failing miserably) to take pictures of the dipping, diving and, occasionally, landing swallows whilst Daisy stayed in to watch the snooker – remembering to nominate the pocket.

Walking into the village on the Wednesday morning I was annoyed to discover that the epicerie had changed it’s closing time from Monday afternoon to all day Wednesday …. grr,  although the boulangerie and boucherie were open so all was not lost.