Tuesday, September 10, 2013

The Town of Ay

We left our last broken lock and smiling fishermen behind us as we raced to the next lock before they close for the evening. We missed it by a minute but it didn't really matter as that one was broken as well. We spent the night outside the lock next to the lock master's house.

The area around us awakened as the morning mist was lifting off the water into the glowing rays of the morning sun.

The geese had also started their day by looking for food followed by a hiss.

Local fishermen were setting up and getting in position for the catch of the day.

Early morning joggers gave us a wave. 

Neatly groomed vineyards are beginning to line the canal.

We had arrived and were welcomed into the town of Ay

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