‘Go-on, get it, get it,’ I heard the lock-keeper and Noel laughing while encouraging the tough terrier to attack.
We traversed the Canal Du Midi in Autumn last year. With fewer boats we could savour all the delights this stunning canal has on offer. The autumn leaves showered down on us as we puttered through burnt oranges, flame reds and deep purples. The ducks quacked a laugh as we passed by and Herons flapped lazily across our bow.
At Ecluse No 35, Betielle, there was an added attraction that slowed us down and helped us appreciate our days. We were locking down, always easier than going up, but you still have to pay attention. As the lock doors opened I started to pull my line from around the bollard, back on board.
As the rope fell onto the boat, the dog trotted off, pleased to have taken care of that problem!
Do you have funny dog/lock stories?