Stayed in Arcais all day. First a short walk around the town, discovering the items in the second hand shop and the various pottery and local produce shops. The second hand shop had a large box marked fragile. Steve look a little peak inside and jumped back in shock when a brown object inside moved and clucked. From then on the hen inside the box clucked away until the owner came over and placed a cloth on top to reduce the light. The hen had laid an egg earlier, I had been perturbed by a dark brown egg amongst the items for sale, had thought it might be an item of bric-a-brac, but it had looked so real down to the lion stamp.
After lunch we all went for a paddle around the Marais in Mike and Linda’s boat. There were masses of dragonflies and damselflies. The Marais had some large patches of weed, which were teeming with small fish. Mike was excited this would mean a good season fishing in the future. There were ducks, but alas no Kingfishers. The trip was 3 kilometres and at one time there was some consternation amongst the crew as to whether we were in fact lost amongst the maze of canals.
After supper took a quiet walk along the tow path to a major arterial waterway. Very quiet as the last Herons flew back to roost, and then the owls were out hooting. Very peaceful and idyllic. Spotted yet more satellites amongst the stars.