We finally escaped the high Sambre and descended the low Sambre bound for the river Meuse, the early summer was cold and wet with rain coming down like a power shower. Lorna braved the weather to do the ropes in the big locks and came back to the wheelhouse with crocs full of water at one lock.
When we left Namur were motoring against a fairly strong flow on the river Meuse so engine revs were higher than normal. After a couple of hours there was a strong hot rubber smell in the engine room and I wondered what it meant. Then, bang, the twin fan belts flew apart, the non-
It was hot sweaty work in an engine room with an overheated engine but with much effort and cussing we got 2 new belts on and tightened up. We try to carry all spares imaginable so happily had the right ones for the job. Ninety minutes later we started up the engine and carried on, phew!
(Right) We stopped under the rock in Dinant for bacon and egg sandwiches and a dog walk. The blue board is up to tell commercial barges to pass stbd to stbd instead of the normal port to port.