Our third week saw the return of passengers Charles and Susan, who brought along with them family and friends to charter the Luciole. In Accolay the nightingales sang and the sun went down. While in the saloon a strawberry desert with a caramel spear was served.
|Tranquil mooring in the village of Accolay|
|Strawberry delight to WOW|
The river levels dropped and Luciole cruised to Auxerre. Once through the lock 'Batardeau' and before the bridge of Pont Paul Bert, Francisco skilfully steered, with Neil 'counting' the distance between barge and bridge arch to bring Luciole safely to her mooring on the city quay.