We began exploring Burgundy's famous canals at the loch of La Pont d'Ouche and finished on the outskirts of Djon. The canals are a manmade river sytem originally created to transport items around the region, now they are a source of pleasure for all who navigate them, ride along them, or like us, follow their journey by car, stopping at every opportunity to drink in life on the beautiful waterways.
The rain came down and life was scarce at every loch we stopped at. There was no denying their beauty even in the teaming rain. Each loch sported expertly tended gardens filled with bright blooms.
When the sun shone, life returned and we took the opportunity to have lunch beside a little river at Ste-Marie-sur-Ouche. An old stone bridge arched over the bridge, under which ducks swam to take part in our picnic fare. We didn't mind, they were full of character, some being the first to grab every morsel offered and the more quiet ones who hung around the back of the gang. I always make sure these guys get some of the bounty.
The rain came down and life was scarce at every loch we stopped at. There was no denying their beauty even in the teaming rain. Each loch sported expertly tended gardens filled with bright blooms.
When the sun shone, life returned and we took the opportunity to have lunch beside a little river at Ste-Marie-sur-Ouche. An old stone bridge arched over the bridge, under which ducks swam to take part in our picnic fare. We didn't mind, they were full of character, some being the first to grab every morsel offered and the more quiet ones who hung around the back of the gang. I always make sure these guys get some of the bounty.
As we were leaving we heard a racket. It turned out to be a goose enjoying exercising his vocal cords and a leisurely afternoon wander, . He was lucky not to be skittled on the road as he took his time to cross and arrive at our picnic site.
The loch at Pont de Pany was busy as we arrived. We were just in time to see a gaily decorated boat sitting low in the loch, the loch gates were wound open and the captain navigated his craft from the loch with barely an inch to spare either side. It was a lovely sight to see.
Along the canal further I met the lovely Juliette, a loch keeper of five years. She was happy to tell me her loch keeping stories and all about her unique life style. Her Loch keeper's house is as neat as a pin, her garden is in full bloom and her vegetable garden is full of tomatoes that will be left on the vines to ripen, zucchinis with flowers attached, salad leaves ready for the table, strawberry plants yet to show their fruit, and more.
We meander home along the back blocks and along the Grand Cru Wine Road, it is heaven sent with too many lovely sights to tell about.
The vine filled fields give way to fields of wheat and sunflowers and beyond was the welcome of home.
The vine filled fields give way to fields of wheat and sunflowers and beyond was the welcome of home.
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