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To Etang de Thau
Toulouse, Canal du Midi, France July 9, 2005
Hi Folks,
I got back from Canada with my friend David Mulholland on June 29th. This is the
first chance to send E-mail since leaving Carcassonne on July 2nd. At
Carcassonne we were at PK 107, where we spent 2 ½ weeks while I went back to
Canada for my granddaughter’s wedding in Winnipeg, to see friends and family in
the Toronto area, and to reunite with my daughter Kathy. Judy stayed with Veleda
as we were not in a marina but alongside the canal bank close to the train
station in Carcassonne. PK refers to Pointe de Kilometre as measured from
Toulouse in the Canal du Midi. Here in Toulouse we are now at PK 6, near the end
of the Canal du Midi. From Toulouse we go on to Bordeaux via the Canal Lateral
de la Garonne for 193 kilometres. At least now we are going downhill, an easier
trip through the locks than when ascending. More about the canals and the
interesting villages en route in my next logs.
All the best,
Aubrey
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Log #35e To Etang de Thau
After leaving Aigues Mortes, the imposing rectangular walled town with the salt
flats behind it, we motored up the Chenal Maritime a couple of kilometres to
merge into the Canal du Rhone à Sète. From the Rhone River, coming westwards,
there is the Petite Rhone branching off just above Arles. This meanders down
through the Camargue to come out into the Med near Sts. Maries where we were for
the Gypsy festival in late May. However it is intersected by the Canal du Rhone
à Sète which goes from the Petit Rhone across the marshes and shallow lakes of
the delta over to Sète and the Etang de Thau. When we came down the Rhone in
Dec. 2000 we exited into the Med at Sete. This time we went past Sète into the
Etang de Thau, the western end of which starts the Canal du Midi, which then
takes us 240 kilometres to Toulouse.
We left Aigues Mortes with Annie on board as Tony was taking the rental car back
to Montpelier and we were to meet him along the canal.
[Read Tony's
comments].
After picking Tony up, we motored up the canal,
through the low lying lakes. (The word Etang indicates a shallow lake or
lagoon.)
We
were low enough to get through the few fixed bridges and the pontoon bridge
(Passerelle Flottante) at the island Abbaye de Maguelonne was swung out of the
way by a co-operative bridge attendant in his outboard motor boat. On we motored
to the lift bridge at Frontignan, arriving about 1930. We had to moor alongside
for the night as the next bridge opening would not be until 0730 next day. Sta
Ben, a British boat was alongside just before the bridge, and advised us not to
moor too close to the bridge as the train noise was very bad. We soon found this
out. We rafted alongside them for supper, but found the noise of the frequent
trains quite disturbing, and so motored back a kilometre or so to anchor in a
wide junction for a quiet night’s rest before heading back to catch the 0730
bridge next day. We thanked Pete and Ann for their assistance and wished them
well in the repairs they needed done to their boat. We heard from them a few
horror stories of power boats ruining their props and prop shafts on shallow
banks, as did Sta Ben.
Going along the canal through the shallow lakes we entered the shallow Etang du
Thau, passing the canal leading to Sete, and motoring over to an unmarked
channel outside of the miles of shellfish farms. The extent of these pole lined
structures was impressive, stretching most of the 25 kilometre length of the
lake along its north side. We went through a wide opening into Meze a town in
the middle of the north shore.
We
stayed at the town marina with good facilities for two nights. The town was most
pleasant and we enjoyed the market and a sumptuous meal of, what else,
shellfish. In the afternoon I took Sprite with Annie and Judy 10 kilometres
inside the shellfish poles across to
Bouzigues to enjoy the Shellfish Museum,
an excellent display of how shellfish are cultivated and farmed. We also saw
pictures of the brightly coloured shields used by the boat jousters at their
annual festivals, with the names and pictures of the champions.
Back in Meze we saw the jousting practice. It involves two large rowing boats
(like whalers or life boats and these had outboard engines for practice) about
25 feet (7 metres) in length. Each brightly coloured boat has a 15 foot wooden
ramp extending from the stern at a 30 degree angle with a small platform at the
outer end n which the jouster positions himself. The combatant is armed with a
wooden shield with four or five shallow sections on the outer surface, and a
wooden pole about ten feet (3 metres) long. The object of the combat is when the
two boats pass each other on opposite courses, the men try to dislodge each
other from the platform, ramming their wooden lances into the compartmentalized
shield of the opponent.

We watched several jousts, with different jousters each time. They were not in
the traditional costumes they would have at festival tournaments, but their
combats were in earnest, several being thrown into the water and once a lance
shattered from the force of the impact. Each town has a few boats and they
compete with each other, the champions then challenging the champions from other
towns. It makes for an interesting waterfront spectacle.
I was still anxious about the height of the mast at the bow, as the published
air draft for the Canal du Midi is only 3.3 metres, and the depth 1.4 metres.
Judy had carefully measured the height of the forward goal post to be sure that
the mast on top of it would be below the minimum air draft. She calculated the
mast would be 3.1 metres, sufficient for the lowest bridge, but high enough
above the foredeck to give us headroom without having to duck under when working
the bow lines. However, since the forward goal post was higher than the after
one, the mast extending beyond the bowsprit was angled upwards and possibly
higher than the minimum air draft! I felt we had to lower the forward goal post
to be on the safe side.
Next
morning, since our mast overhung the jetty, we had the assistance of a few local
bar flies to lift the mast off the forward goal post while I placed a plank
beneath it to suspend it. Then we detached the goal post from the toe rails and
put it ashore where we cut off six inches (about 15 cm) from each leg. Replacing
it we then lowered the mast back on it to the cheers of the French-only speaking
assistants. We appreciated their good-natured help, but communication was a hit
and miss thing. I felt better about the mast being that much lower.
Depth was another concern as we have a draft of 4 ½ feet or exactly 1.4 metres.
We will be plowing furrows along the bottom in several places, I suspect, but we
can’t do much about it. Actually, we did. We had two sail bags stored in Sprite
on our stern, making Veleda a bit stern heavy. We switched them to the foredeck.
We also moved the boom from the main deck where it restricted a bit of
visibility to the forward part of the mast above the forward goal post, both
these moves evening out the waterline.
We left Meze at noon hour the third day and were into the Canal du Midi within
an hour, and an hour later were faced with our first lock (ecluse). It seemed to
go OK, as it was only a height of 1.5 m. However we found all the locks in the
Canal du Midi are oval shaped, rather than the usual rectangular shape. The
eclusier also lets the water in at a fast rate, causing much surging in the
lock. Our usual technique of a midships line and fending off bow and stern did
not work.
The
second lock was a round lock! Rather than being oval, it was a large round lock
with three gates. It was a smoother lock where they expect the boats to just
idle in the middle rather than secure along one side. This was the lock at Agde.
Once through we went ashore to pick up our canal permit from the local VNF
office. We found a change in policy from what we experienced last time we came
through the canals. At that time a two week or 30 day pass covered days
traveling only. Thus if we stayed in one place for several days, it still only
was considered as the one day travelling. We spent 3 months coming down from Le
Havre to the Med on a 30 day pass. We traveled less than 30 days but were
delayed by lock strikes, canal closures and high waters en route. Now however,
the passes are for consecutive days only. We were advised to get a two week pass
to get us to Toulouse; then when leaving Toulouse get another two week pass
which would cover us to Bordeaux. This is what we have done.
While
there one of the chaps was asking about the EU flag we had flying from the
forward part of the mast. I had put one there to indicate for me the extent of
the mast overhang. However the man was asking about the politics of the EU,
especially since France that very weekend had rejected the proposed EU
constitution. Tony had sensed a hostility to the EU flag from the friends who
helped us with the mast in Meze, and this “discussion” caused me to remove it
and replace it with an old Canadian Power and Sail Squadrons flag we had. The
French in this part of France are against the EU for several reasons. They don’t
like Jacques Chirac, the bureaucracy, globalization, the high unemployment and
the immigrants from the expanded EU. It seems very much of a rural/small town
versus the large city mentality regarding the EU. We have seen some boats flying
not only the EU flag, but an EU flag with a small national flag in the upper
corner. We have seen French and German boats with this informal flag. However,
we won’t fly it any more here in France.
More about the Canal du Midi in my next log.
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