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| Waiting in line at the boulangerie |
After loosing our rafting buddies, we decide not go to the farmer’s market in Auxerre because it is too far to walk, especially with 20 to 30 lbs of fresh produce but instead head for Cravant. It’s about an hour further than our originally planned stop, but they have a farmer market to die for. The lock masters all communicate with each other, and know when we should be at the next lock. Somehow we have decided that 1/2 a tank of water is not enough, so we pulled over to a wharf to fill up. It was very high tech, using a QR code, and remote access to turn on the water. Of course this put us a bit behind schedule, so the lock master came over on his bicycle to expedite everything.
Once we reached Cravant, we got some meat from the butcher, some bakery from the baker, and some miscellaneous stuff at the market. (Little side note - there hasn’t been a farmer’s market in Cravant for years).
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| Closing a lock |
We are on the less popular part of the canal. The lock masters have no intention of going to work until there is someone to lock-through. So “what time are you going to be at the lock?” We respond “about 10:00”…”NO about! Exactly what time?”…”We will be there precisely at 10:00!”
So tomorrow, we’ll be there at 10:00
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