National Geographic : 1964 Aug
tunnel lay behind us, and the daylight encour aged us. Finally Yankee emerged unscathed from the tunnel of Pouilly en Auxois, "the worst tunnel in France." Now we were approaching Dijon, the me tropolis of the Canal de Bourgogne. The city suffered little damage in the last war; since then, it has grown and modernized without losing the charm of its past. In the entrance of a medieval church we Tossing forks of fodder, a farmer fills his rubber-tired hayrack at Chateauneuf, a canalside hamlet southwest of Dijon. Har vested in the shadow of a turreted chateau, the crop will fatten Burgundian cows. "The scene reminds me of my childhood along the Connecticut River Valley," recalls Cap tain Johnson, whose ancestors wrestled both plows and the wheels of sailing ships.