Maisons Alfort and good news
Posted by contentedsouls on 19/01/2017
For two weeks now (instead of the intended two days) we have languished at Maisons Alfort. This is a great mooring for a night or two, but a bit depressing for a long stay as, under the trees, you see little sunshine even when there is some. No satellite signal either for the same reason. At only 800 metres away from the Metro, it also provides free mooring with superb access to central Paris – not a lot of use to us though when we were feeling so wretched.
A lot of different shipping has passed by our big picture windows in those two weeks and I haven’t tired of watching them – there would have been a lot more examples but my SD card dumped all of my photos.
Although the track runs along the river it’s, as you would expect given it’s proximity to central Paris, busy with joggers and dog walkers – many of the joggers run with their dogs and, for reasons unknown, Muttley has taken exception to this practice so I have to be very careful when I let him off lead. The main culprit of course is me, as I haven’t been well enough to give him the exercise he needs and is used to.
Despite the big commercial vessels pounding up and down at speed for 15 hours a day, they disturbed us very little. Because we strapped ourselves amidships to the tiny floating pontoon, we tended to rock ‘n’ roll and bob up and down – a motion I rather enjoy (providing it doesn’t get too extreme). There was no banging, creaking or groaning which is what drives me nuts.
Monday evening we picked ourselves up and decided that we were, at last, fit enough to move on. The even betterer news is that our recuperation co-incided with the perfect weather to do a ‘drive through’ with Francoise passed all the iconic city centre landmarks.
Timing is all for this trip as, around Notre Dame, passages upstream and downstream are allowed in only one direction at timed intervals. We worked out that we needed to leave on the hour – the first hurdle was that the engine needed a considerable amount of priming and persuasion before it capitulated. The second hurdle was the ropes: as there were no tie off points on the pontoon (why would you install a pontoon without tie offs?) – and due to commercial traffic – just about every rope we possessed was wrapped around, under and over anything we could find and every one of them was frozen solid.
My super hero destroyed his hands and endured great physical pain whilst dis-entangling us and I stood in the heated wheelhouse. We reckoned that if we could get a quick passage through the (only) lock, we should be able to get a wriggle on downstream and make the green light. Finally the gods had stopped playing with us, there was a gap in the traffic and the eclusier actually answered the radio first shout and immediately started prepping the lock for us. we dropped down from the Marne to the Seine and headed for central Paris in glorious sunshine – it felt so bloody good!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Kevin TOO said
So glad to hear that you are both well on the road to recovery 🙂
Please get your SD Car sorted/replaced soon, so few photos in this posting… 😉
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contentedsouls said
Thank you. I have other sources, just that a lot of the photos I had intended to use were on the card and I didn’t know it had failed. You should find enough photos to satisfy you on tonight’s blog!!!!!
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andywindy said
I am so, so sorry to hear about your errant SD card, My backup external hard drive decided to do a similar thing last year, very frustrating indeed. However thanks for the pictures that you did post, especially the one of Graham practicing sword dancing with the mooring ropes! (I wonder how many ‘old salts’ are tut tutting at that one, where are his gloves?).
Good to see that you are both feeling better than you were, hopefully you’ll be able to give Muttley the excercise he needs soon!
Let’s hope the Gods have at last finished playing games with your wellbeing and bodies, and that things are at last becoming more positive!
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contentedsouls said
Graham will not wear gloves and, as a result, he’s always cutting them – drives me nuts. He goes off on his bike and then comes back and complains his hands are cold!
Muttley has been filling his boots here (arrived Wednesday) best dog walking ever.
Having a ball again as tonight’s blog will show
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Carol said
Glad to hear that you’re both much better and on the move again. x
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contentedsouls said
Thanks Carol us too! We’ve had a brilliant 4 days. Still tired and I need to put some weight back on, but on the mend
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Margaret Budd said
Good to hear that you are not coughing and sniffing,and that your head is clear Graham,perhaps you will hear Jill now telling you to put some gloves on,I cannot understand you suffering with cold hands,especially when cycling in this bitter frosty weather.
Get back to Marks and get some more Sausages and cheddar cheese Jill,before you leave Paris,did you get crumpets from there,only remembering you saying you have not had a crumpet for a long time Jill x
Keep well now and enjoy the sights of Beautiful Paris,but try to avoid the Metro where you picked the dreaded lurgy from people spraying their germs.j
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