Today at last we slipped the shackles, paid our dues at Debdale Marina – all of £1.63 for electrikery, and headed of into the wild
blue grey yonder! We should have got our act together and moved the boat last week or the week before – we might have known that as soon as we got on board the weather would change and we’d be back to winter! We planned to only go as far as Foxton, all of twenty minutes (hardly time for the kettle to boil!) to meet up with Ali and John on Triskaideka on their way to Debdale to have her bottom blacked (Triskaideka – not Ali). Sure enough, we’d only been moored up an hour when they arrived, having come down the locks this morning. Of course it would have been rude not to repair to Bridge 61 for a pint or two, which we did. We plan to eat at the Foxton Locks Inn tonight.
Our original plan was to ascend the locks tomorrow, but, as usual, plans change! Rog and John are going to do a car shuffle tomorrow afternoon, Rog travelling with them on Triskaideka to Debdale, where he will pick up our car and take John to Yelvertoft to collect their car. John will then follow Rog to Gayton Marina where he will leave our car ready for our arrival, and John will bring Rog back and drop him at Foxton. It will save us all about £100 in taxi fares between us. We will continue our journey on Monday now.
Moored below Foxton Locks
1 mile and 0 locks