Doubs

And into the Jura. French Jura.

When the Seine disappeared so too did the Grand Randonnee Two. GR2. The footpath from Le Havre along the Seine almost to Dijon. I have transferred my affections to the Canal de Bourgogne, the River Saone, and from today, the Rhone to Rhine link canal. Walking along  canals, though simpler is mentally longer. Relative charms, 1km on a river feels like two on a canal.

The mountains I have been predicting have not materialised. Poor geography studies. Wonderfully flat. Rain storms become visible as cross hatching on the horizon an hour away. Giving time for avoidance, I managed to scrounge a lift on a barge just as a heavy downpour began. Got me past a restricted zone, no towpath due to a chemical factory.

Twenty eight days

This week

Troyes: Chatillon-sur_Seine: Agnay-le-duc: St-Seine-l'Abbaye: Dijon X 3

Full moon over Cote d'Or

Communications highway

This morning my quiet companion of twenty-four days the Seine disappeared down a hole. A lot of water. It shall not be missed. Replaced by the Burgundy canal and the Saone. 

A Green Land

Awoke wolf whistling to the view over the forest. Must be happy. This area is the source of many rivers, inc. the Seine and the St Seine, which adds to the confusion. It also the source of much bottled water, accounting for the rigorous security fencing and large scale tankers rattling down country lanes. If anywhere in France should be kept moist, this is the spot.