We stayed in Carcassonne for Bastille Day (our first dry one). A few parades, a large produce market and all the shops had external stalls. Peter talked Angie into buying some bright yellow short shorts A very good fireworks display over the old city that night.
|Alternative demo - 'No to Austerity'|
Jackie's farewell gesture had been a bet with Peter regarding weight loss (Peter understandably having to lose double the amount) which will cramp his style for a few months.
We stopped at Le Segala again and the local bar - Peter didn't enjoy his Cola Lite while Angie quaffed beer. To her disgust the male barmen in the pubs always place the beer in front of Peter (especially as under the new regime Angie pays). Onwards along the Midi - the sunflowers are still magnificent.
At Villepinte we were rather stunned to find an old lady doing her washing in the canal at one of the old wash points - not sure how she has survived into her seventies.
|à la manière traditionnelle|
but we also gave Kes his biannual scrubdown
|We are not amused!|
After an internal check of the rudder gear we found it had dropped 8 inches and was resting on the top bearing! Angie declined to go swimming (despite being an ex Army swimming Champ?) so we ran a rope around the bottom of the rudder and levered it up (knew that RIB would be useful). Then limped back into St Saveur. With the help of Paul's excellent French we managed to get into the VNF dry dock the next afternoon (minor miracle).
Rather than a major repair job, we found the rudder had lifted out of the bottom bush (the bottom curve of the rudder had lifted it out whilst reversing over something) so it was an easy task to lift it back in - but it was also a chance to check the prop/propshaft bearing, do some patch painting etc.
Then it was back into St Saveur for the night and then slightly poorer it was on Westwards.