The cruise down to Digoin was delightful, just two locks and 14km. A quick bunkering stop at the Intermarche before the first lock replenished our diesel, gas, and provisions.
This final stretch of the Canal du Centre is tree lined and the red kite is particularly active along its borders. What a magnificent bird it is! We pushed one fellow from tree to tree as the noise from our engine flushed small prey along the banks. Finally, the hawk stopped and watched with a regal stare as we slowly passed beneath the overhanging branch on which he was perched.
Into Digoin to the mooring we were shown on our last visit by an old man who has his boat here and lives in the town.
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