After a peaceful night's sleep in the wild, we woke to see that we had received an email from Allisha at Murrindindi Shire, letting us know that Farm Forestry had been ranked #1 in the first stage of the Shaping Murrindindi's Future project. This gives us hope that there will be support and funding for the development of a network of farm forestry sites in the Shire in the coming years.

After an unhurried breakfast with Craig and Ginger, we cast off from our bankside mooring in mid-morning, and headed west toward Dole. Around lunchtime, we arrived the cliffs at Rochefort-sur-Nenon and found that we were again in luck, with an empty mooring welcoming us, so we pulled over for lunch and a look around.

After lunch, while Rita had a swim in the river, Craig and I went for a walk up to the top of the ridge. Craig had been telling me that on this trip he had stopped at every ampitheatre he found and gave a little speech, which he filmed and sent to his kids and grandkids back home. So we had been on t to be) on his phone, and the lookout for suitable sites for him, and up top on the ridge we found a natural circular depression that looked close enough to an ampitheatre. So he pulled out a copy of "To be or not to be" on his phone, and I started filming. I'll spare you the actual speech, but these photos capture the moment, and the spellbound nature of his "audience".

We could have stayed at Rochefort for much longer, but we were on a tight schedule, so in mid-afternoon we cast off and headed for Dole. It was a relatively short journey, and along the way I handed over the wheel to Craig. Given his many years of sailing experience, he was very quick to acquire the knack of steering the boat. When we got to the lock just before Dole, I let Craig continue and he manoeuvred us into the lock and got us tied up (while I stood behind him and gave him some words of advice). He did a good job, and I think he was pleased.

We were soon moored on the sloping stone wall, and had the gangplank out for getting access to shore (with warning flags around the gangplank). Craig and Ginger seemed comfortable using the gangplank. It didn't take long fpr them to find the frame at the end of the gangplank, to pose for a photo with Rita.

In the afternoon, I followed the Friday Night AFL and NRL games, which had remarkedly similar results, with Carlton Blues defeating Melbourne Demons with a score in the last minute, while Melbourne Storm defeated the Sydney Roosters, also with a score in the last minute. That evening, we decided to go out for dinner at a restaurant on the Tanneurs Canal, and as we were walking across the bridge over the canal, we saw that several hot-air ballons were rising over the port. It made us think of our fellow bargees, Peter and Judy, who at one time were World and Australian balloon champions.

I once again sampled the Cafe Gourmand, but it only scored 6.5/10. After dinner, we wandered back through the city and arrived back at the boat just as the sun was setting behind the basilica.

That night, I managed to get a good night-time photo of the basilica.