As my last blog stated, the 16th we didn’t ride at all; a day of rest. We still had a good walk around the town and managed to service the bikes.
The 17th was forecast to be warm so we set off quite early, if you call 9:45 early!
A different river to follow, so we set off up the Saône, on a very interesting path. I even managed a refreshing dip in a new river.

After 50 kms we found a busy riverside restaurant. Fortunately with enough room for 2.
As we were getting into our seats, a waitress came behind me, laden with plates of food. As I stepped back to get into my chair, she collided with me throwing a plate of food over a old lady in her green sunday best.🥱.
I really don’t think it was my fault as the waitress should have seen me; I’m not that small!
I apologised to all and gradually the other customers stopped staring and resumed their conversations. However, the affected lady in question still kept scowling at me!
We then settled into our excellent plate of duck gizzards and smoked duck breasts on a bed of salad.

Shortly after lunch we picked up a follower, who decided he needed some exercise. We asked a couple of people if they knew where he was from, to no avail. Fortunately some walkers came by who he then befriended. We had to set off to again to pass the walkers and dog. We needed to pedal as fast as possible for a km to ensure he didn’t follow us! Our track then returned on the opposite side of the canal and we could still see our canine friend with the walkers!!


Our track then took us away from the Saône and onto this very pretty and relatively busy canal.
It is the waterway link that enables traffic from the English Channel to the Mediterranean.



It would have been ideal, but there was only table service. The only one overworked young lass was trying to keep everyone happy. We waited 45 mins and gave up, opting for a tea in our room!
We’ve observed this lack of staff so much on this trip. It just leads to poor service, grumpy staff and irritated customers; why??


Today we had pedalled 1000 km so we celebrated in one of the very few open restaurants. (Sunday night). I had some small but delicious local fish, and Sue had a big chunk of Simmental beef, which I had to help her finish…as usual!

No Prosecco here but Crémant de Burgogne is the drink she’s now into; very similar.






































































































