Thursday, 24 July 2014

Back home…..

Yesterday we had a pleasant trip down Buckby Locks, sharing with a lovely trio on a share boat. We moored near Nether Heyford for our last night on board for a while.  This morning it only took us a couple of hours to get back to Gayton Marina.  A bit depressed, we packed up the car and set off home.  We arrived to find the lawn had turned into a hay field, so this afternoon was spent strimming it all down and raking it up.  It will take weeks to recover.  Next time we go away, we’ll have to arrange for someone to come in and cut it. 

So, that’s all folks, for the time being.  We will hopefully get out again in September.

12.5 miles and 7 locks

Total Trip Stats

341 miles and 190 locks

Tuesday, 22 July 2014

Mayhem and madness at Braunston bottom lock…..

A pleasant run into Braunston this morning.  A little misty, but that soon burnt off and it became very hot.


A lovely pastoral scene – sheep in the field with the spire of Braunston church behind.

As we approached the junction with the GU we wondered who we’d see that we knew this time.  No sooner had we spoken than we came across fellow bloggers on nb Epiphany.  We said hello and had our photo taken.


P7220003 As we got closer to the bottom lock it was obvious that it was as mad as usual.  Two boats had just entered the lock and we were then 5th in the queue. 


While we waited we had a front row view of nb Yarwood and her new steelwork – looking good.  Unfortunately we were not able to see Lesley and Joe as they are away visiting family.



Just needs a few coats of paint now.

By the time we entered the bottom lock 45 minutes later, there were at least another 6 boats behind us.


The locks seemed like hard work today, it being so hot – we were sharing with a couple who were not too keen to converse. 


Three down and three to go

By the time we got to the top we were looking forward to the cool of the tunnel.  It was a welcome relief, but not as cool as we expected.  We continued on to Norton Junction where we are now moored, just into the Leicester Arm, our usual mooring spot.  It’s a shame, but a lot of the boats here now seem to be ‘continuous moorers’, with their accompanying paraphernalia spread all over the towpath.  We felt lucky that we managed to squeeze into the spot just before the water point.  We decided that lunch in the New Inn was a good idea, not least to get out of the dust from the harvesting that was going on in the field adjacent to the towpath.

7.7 miles and 6 locks

Monday, 21 July 2014

All Oaks to North of Braunston…..

A slow trip through Rugby this morning and on to Hillmorton Locks.  It was fairly busy there today, with two lockies on duty, one at the bottom set of locks and one at the top.  Traffic flow was hampered by one of the middle locks being out of action, with a C&RT workboat in it, re-pointing masonry around the lock ladder.  But, nevertheless we we through reasonably quickly.


Just exited the bottom lock – one in the other lock coming up and one waiting below


Top lock

We continued on for about an hour and a half and are now moored between Bridges 80 and 81, about an hour north of Braunston, where there are long stretches of good mooring.  Working boat Monarch came by earlier, and has just come back and picked up a small boat, just behind our mooring, towing him to Braunston. 


We are hoping to meet up with Lesley and Joe on nb Yarwood tomorrow in Braunston, where Yarwood is undergoing some alterations.


Tonight’s mooring

11.1 miles and 3 locks

Sunday, 20 July 2014

Hawkesbury Junction to All Oaks Wood

Having got thoroughly bored sitting out the rain yesterday (and it really did rain!) we were determined that whatever the weather, we were moving on a bit today.  We set off under heavy overcast this morning, still hot and very humid.  We filled with water and emptied loo cassettes and rubbish at the junction then through the stop lock onto the North Oxford.  We made fairly good progress for a while until we caught up with a Valley Cruises hire boat.  They only seem to have 2 speeds – very fast or very slow!  We had a hard job staying behind them, we kept having to come out of gear and just drift, they were so damn slow.  And a good job we did as they didn’t seem to be able to judge whether they were closest to a bridge, or to narrows or whether a boat coming towards them was closer.  Twice the boats coming towards them had to take rapid evasive action as they just kept on crawling through.  How they got away without ramming something, or having a boat ram them, I’ll never know.  There were plenty of places where they could have pulled over and let us go by, but they steadfastly refused to make eye contact or acknowledge in any way that we were almost up their arse!  After an hour and a half crawling along behind them we were getting really pissed off.  They then pulled in far too early for the Rose Narrowboats swing bridge, and just sat there!  Nobody went down to the bridge to open it, consequently 4 boats came through in the opposite direction.  I was just thinking of getting off and going ahead to open the bridge, but due to the stones at the bank we couldn’t get near enough, when they cottoned on and moved.  Thankfully, they then discovered the water point and pulled in again, which allowed us to pass them and go through the narrow bit – we even had the bridge opened and shut for us by a couple of Rose Narrowboats chaps.  Result!  We continued on a little, through the cutting and found that the visitor moorings at All Oaks Wood were practically empty so we decided to stop for the day.




A very pleasant mooring

8.6 miles and 1 lock

Friday, 18 July 2014

Too bloody hot…..

Yesterday afternoon was spent dozing in the sweltering heat.  At one point we had some scrotes on motorbikes come tearing along the towpath.  A bit later we heard them coming back so Rog got his camera ready.  As they came around the bend, Rog lifted his camera and snapped a photo or two.  When they spotted the camera, the lead motorcyclist yelled to his mate to turn around quick, and, as they rode off, seemed to be shouting something about Rog being a ‘Barclay’s banker’ – at least that’s what Rog thinks he heard!!!  Ozzy also decided to see them off, but I doubt being chased along the towpath by a black and white woolly teddy-bear would have alarmed them much.



We did wonder whether we’d find our ropes cut and us drifting all over the canal this morning, and in fact Rog thought he heard someone outside the boat not long after we turned off the lights last night, but, when he looked out of the front there was nobody about – I think he might have dreamt it!  Not enough in the photos to identify the culprits, so no point in contacting the local police, but at least it got rid of them.

This morning when we set off it was already hot with 70% humidity.  As we were coming through Nuneaton we had an unexpected heavy shower of rain – heavy enough for Rog to put on his waterproof, but it didn’t last more than about 15 minutes.  The thermometer we took out onto the back deck this morning registered 34 deg C as we arrived at Hawkesbury Junction and we could hear the Greyhound pub and a nice cold cider calling, so we decided to call it a day – it was just too bloody hot to be standing on the back of the boat.  Lunch and the aforesaid cider was consumed at the pub, which means I don’t have to cook again tonight. The weather forecast for tomorrow is thunderstorms for most of the day, so I think we’ll be staying put.

7 miles and 0 locks

Thursday, 17 July 2014

What a scorcher again…..

The forecast was correct yesterday, we had some fairly heavy rain yesterday evening, but it had stopped by about 9 o’clock – and we were rewarded with a lovely rainbow.


There was a lot of mist around this morning when we got up at just after 7am and by 7.45 we were on our way, determined to get the 11 Atherstone locks under our belt before it got just too hot.  And so we did – we had a reasonably quick ascent, and in just 2 1/4 hours we were at the top.  We used the service point to fill with water and and get rid of rubbish, and Rog popped to the shop for milk and a few other items.  It was very hot by this time and we were glad to get moving and create a bit of breeze.  The original idea was to push on to Hawkesbury Junction today, but by lunch time we’d had enough of the heat and have moored up just past Springwood Haven marina.


5.7 miles and 11 locks

Wednesday, 16 July 2014

What a mess!!!!…..

We discovered late yesterday that we had a split tin of blacking in one of the front lockers and did what we could to minimise the mess, but decided on just a short cruise today so we could do a proper clean up job, so we left Alvecote this morning went through Polesworth, and moored at the bottom of Atherstone locks on the visitor moorings there.  Neither of us felt like tackling the locks today as we are still suffering the after effects of our colds so we set to and emptied the front locker, putting aside all the stuff that needed cleaning up, and putting the stuff that was just too covered in blacking to save in a black bin bag.  Next using a scraping stick and copious amounts of kitchen roll, Rog scraped up as much of the blacking as he could, leaving just a thin covering of it in the bottom of the locker, which we have left empty and open in the hope that it will dry enough to replace stuff later today.  After we had cleaned up the rest of the stuff with white spirit, we cleaned ourselves up – that blacking gets everywhere!  We then rewarded ourselves with a cup of coffee and sat in the sunshine and watched the world and his wife queue for the bottom lock!


Pretty meadow full of poppies and other wild flowers that we passed on the way today.


Queue for Atherstone bottom lock, one in and 3 waiting – Rog decided to do his good deed for the day and went up and helped 2 single handers through the lock.  Shortly afterwards our German ‘friends’ on the Anglo Welsh that we encountered yesterday appeared – there were at least nine of them on board, possibly 10!  The chap we spoke to yesterday asked Rog why everyone was opening the top paddles only half way at first and he explained about the surges of water that pull the boat backwards and then shoot it forwards.  The chap just shrugged and said ‘But you have an engine’.  They then proceeded to make a right hash of the lock, forgetting to shut the bottom paddles before opening the top ones, and wondered why they weren’t going up!  Did we laugh?  Of course not!!!

4.6 miles and 0 locks