Musings in Mindanao: Along the River

I am lumping some pictures together to speed things up. We passed by the town of Huy, and here are some pictures of that. Here we have old and new, side by side.

This was an especially lovely bridge.

And again, we have to town overshadowed by a castle fortress.

Due to being rained out in Dinant, we went on to another place along the river where the captain had never docked before. Neither of us can remember the name, sorry. It was a very nice little town, full of signs telling the history of various buildings, all in French. As soon as we docked, we were surrounded by geese and swans looking for a hand out. We saw geese and swans everywhere we went.

I joined the ride once we began going down stream with the wind to our backs. I rode 18 km. and it was very nice until it began to rain. At about this time my legs were also getting pretty tired, so when we saw the boat in the next lock, I stepped aboard. But not before Amanda got a flat tire. The guys worked to fix it with the patch kit provided, and all was well until the next day when she had another flat, and Ed had a slow leak.

Ah, yes! Here are those swans looking for a bit of bread.

A nice looking family!

Here was a string of geese, Peter counted 47 of them!

This cute stone house was in that little town where we stopped. There were tiny, cobble stone alleys behind the houses, wide enough only for walking. I encountered some nettles hanging over a fence.

Another interesting brick/stone house.

Moving on, we saw a lot of areas where the river was bordered by steep cliffs. One place was where King Albert was shoved off. No one knew where he had gone (well, whoever shoved him did) and a year or so later, some wood cutters came upon some bones and said, "Oh, is this your king?" A small chapel was built at the base of the cliffs in his honor.

Peter and Amanda were itching to climb some of these cliffs, but they were not nearby, and the one they got close to required a licence to climb.