Luckily we had been warned by an American bargee that the road bridge at Écluse de Tonnerre was low. He was right. The lowest bridge we have as yet encountered. We exited the lock 'very' slowly under the road bridge and our height tell tale at the bow was immediately bent. All stop! 'No problem' said the éclusier 'I will lower the pound, I will return'. He jumped on his scooter and vanished down the canal.
Margaret seeing if we are touching.
He returned a short while later and the water very slowly started to lower. We waited. When we thought we had dropped enough we edged forward Margaret shouting instructions, slowly, slowly, stop, stop!
Checking the clearance above the gang plank and Blue Board.
Finally we emerged. Phew that was close!
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