Exiting our last lock of the day on the Moselle near Pompey we noticed a little penichette, also a former Locaboat, waiting to enter. Or so we thought.
We moored in Pompey and went for a walk. We were nearly back to our boat when we were approached by two women with a cute white dog. After a few awkward sentences in French we switched to English and learned that they were from the little penichette, which had gone kaputt (they were German who spoke excellent English).

They asked for help towing their boat from the lock to the Pompey dock. We said sure.




After rescuing Kathrin, her two sons and her friend, Julia we had a little celebration aboard Decize. We were soon joined by Kathrin’s husband Markus, who had seen us from a bus on the bridge as went to fetch a car. The conversation was a mix of English, German, French and even a few words of Spanish.
Four gin and tonics, two voda tonics, an Old Fashioned and (Kathrin’s first) martini later we had made some new friends.
