Connie, the stories of your adventures are the absolute best! Thanks so much and keep them coming! David GrahBishop CaliforniaMontgomery 15 - Sky Date: Mon, 8 Feb 2016 20:43:16 -0600 From: Conbert Benneck <chbenneck@gmail.com> To: For and about Montgomery Sailboats     <montgomery_boats@mailman.xmission.com> Subject: Re: M_Boats: phosphorescent flush Message-ID: <56B95244.1010404@gmail.com> Content-Type: text/plain; charset=utf-8; format=flowed On 2/8/2016 6:38 PM, Thomas Buzzi wrote: Tom, You're right, but  do you have any idea of how often I had to change my underwear when, due to my own stupidity I misread a French Tide Table, and found that instead of going up the Seine in daylight, I now had to go up the Seine at night? The lock at the end of the canal from the port of Le Havre to the Seine dropped us (several barges and us in our 25 foot diesel powered Norwegian powerboat) into the Seine, at 7:30 with the incoming tide, as it got really, really  dark; no moon. There we were, with our "toy" boat, surrounded by an armada of large incoming ocean freighters; many  barges; and a pusher tug pushing a double width of 6 barges upstream. With the incoming 25 - 27 foot tide coming from the English Channel you were being propelled upstream at 4 knots by the tide; our boat speed through the water was another 5 knots, so total speed over ground was 9 knots - our destination was Rouen, a French ocean port. For the first half to three quarters of an hour, I would gladly have picked up our toy boat under my arm and climbed a Seine bank to get away from the "BIG BOYS", but there I was...., hugging the right shore and trying to stay out of their way, among a bewildering number of moving and stationary white lights, ahead of us and a bunch of red and green lights behind us. Initially it was a totally harrowing experience; but after the first hour, your abject fear slowly subsides and you slowly began to get used to it.  I could follow the stern lights of the boats ahead of me, who all were going faster than we were; and finally we were alone on the dark river; tail-end-Charlie, the last one still heading upstream on that tide, on a very dark night, and the only lights that could be seen were from the villages on either bank of the Seine. Finally  ,.....  there was a glow in the sky ahead of us - Rouen's city lights.  We reached our destination; the Rouen Yacht Club ferry boat, that was their Club House. We tied up there for the night at 1:30 AM. Another adventure successfully concluded. Connie