October 11. Pannecot to Cercy le Tour.

Mornings are always chilly and foggy.

We were moored at a campground, which still had power and running water in its bathrooms, despite the fact the campground closed in late September.  A swan and a heron shared the lagoon with us.

The face Ken makes when he figures the rope crew is shirking their duties.

We moored for lunch in the lock near The village of Isenay, so Scott and I walked up the hill to look around.

We were visited by this friend floppy cat.

This is a cooperative. The plaques on the wall are prize plaques, similar to our prize ribbons.  For best cows.

I need to plant some sumacs.

We’ve also seen a lot of bamboo here.  Sadly, we have not seen any pandas.

Lots of lizards though.

I would love to explore this chateau but it’s private.

Duck!

So exciting. Another boat! The only one we’ll see today. Well, boat that’s actually moving.

Ken missed seeing this Citroën.

Old old well.

Climbed a very steep hill to get to the statue.

There are clam fossils in the stairs.

This is the best do not litter sign I’ve seen.

Ken is so helpful.

There are two swans hiding in the water somewhere.

I love how peoe hang out their windows and talk to passers-by.

No shore power or water again. Eh.