Luckily the Guenrouet boulangere was fine with excellent pastries and baguettes and a first rate coffee at the PK72 cafe on the bridge. Pity about the cider but probably just as well.
The lock where the canal joins the Vilaine river is not self service so we enjoyed a compulsory stop for lunch before running on into Redon. This time, determined to avoid the €21.50 charge, we stopped outside the mooring basin and, braving the copious dog shit spread over the quay, tied up alongside.
Mary and Charlotte went shopping in a street full of cloth shops, luckily we had missed it on our first visit, or more likely it was closed as it was Sunday. I found some unlocked wifi and pillaged it to do my emails and found a copy of The Times to read.
There seemed no better way to spend the evening in Redon than a rerun of moule frites at l' Abri Cotier. This turned out to be a lot quieter than last time but just as good. Dinner back at the base tomorrow :(