Home for 10 days

Sorry everyone, I should have said that we were returning home for about 10 days. 

We have lined up a series of appointments: car service and MOT; blood test; hygienist; nephew's birthday celebration; bible study group; grass cutting; etc. Phew, we'll be glad to get back to the boat for a rest. 

See you soon. 

Last weekend

 On Saturday we decided to set off for the Laughton Hills which are a couple of miles before Foxton Locks. 

But first we needed to take on water. Luckily we were moored right next to the water point but the boat was the wrong way round to fill up from where we were. So, reverse out, out with the hose and wait for quite a while because it's a slow fill. The one at Braunston was so fast that the hose kept blowing itself out of the filler tube. 

After that a turn around and off we go.

Bye, bye Welford, we'll be back soon. 

I keep trying to catch the heron taking off. Nearly got it this time. 

We had to go through Husbands Bosworth tunnel which was comparatively dry for a change. After that only a couple of miles until we stopped at our mooring.

All very quiet. Until we got the pressure washer out. We worked our way down one side of the boat, cleaned all the windows and washed down the back deck. Everything looking a bit better. 

Sunday 

After breakfast we nipped up to the winding hole, spun the boat round, moored up again and washed the other side of the boat and the front deck. 

Much better, we've got rid of all the leaves, cobwebs and dirt that collects in all the holes. 

After lunch we set off back to the marina.

North Kilworth Wharf is fairly busy so a slow chug through. 

Back safely in the marina in time to cook our Sunday roast for supper. 

Hiho, hiho

It's off to work we go. 

Tuesday was a much needed work day inside the boat. 

In the bedroom there's some tongue and groove cladding that's come adrift. Also, we decided to paint the wall behind the bed head. 

Now, to attend to all this means taking down shelves, removing the bed head and various edging strips first. That all took a while cos it's all a fiddle. Then the tongue and groove didn't want to cooperate, not enough room to swing a cat and getting hotter and hotter in a confined space. 

Anyway, enough of that, in the end out came the nails and a heavy hammer and the tongue and groove was beaten into submission. 

Round 1 to me. 

Getting a bit late in the day to start painting, that's tomorrow's challenge. But, for now, just put the shelves and head board back and make the bedroom feel like a bedroom again. 

Then we had a fantastic thunderstorm. 

We could see blue sky ahead and behind the bank of storm clouds as they rolled across. It was the full works, thunder, lightning, rain, hail - you name it, we had it. All calm now, looks like being a peaceful evening. 

A day out

On Monday we decided that a bit of retail therapy would be the order of the day. 

So, after breakfast, we set off for Market Harborough. 

There are a fair selection of shops around here and I particularly wanted to get a new pair of walking shoes from Mountain Warehouse. Well we did that OK but we also came out with a fair bit of kit for the captain as well. 

We had a good old mooch around and ended up in Louisa's for lunch. 

We always pop in here when we can but it's not that often and our loyalty card is taking some time to fill up. 

After that, into the supermarket for supplies and then back to the boat for a quiet evening aboard. 

Welford and don't spare the horses

 Well, that was a surprise. Rain. Not much, I'll grant you but enough to get everyone scurrying for their wet weather gear. 

We too donned our rain gear and set off. We soon discarded it all as we were overtaken by blue sky and sunshine. 

Now that's the way to travel and not get your feet wet. 

Much of the day was spent behind 3 or 4 boats all having a lovely time but only going at a little over tickover. Talk about don't spare the horses. Some evidence of horses would have been appreciated. 

Anyway, we got to the Welford turn - and one of them turned off as well! 

Now one shouldn't get the equivalent of road rage on a canal at 2mph. But it's very difficult not to when they are going so slowly. 

Still, we got to Welford Lock where the captain met the crew who were all very nice people. 

We managed to moor right at the end of the arm next to the boat run by the Mikron Theatre Company, a canal based travelling company of actors. Regrettably, they were not performing in Welford this time round. 

Supper tonight was in the Wharf Inn. 

Pea risotto and sea bass for the captain. 

Seafood tagliatelle for me. 

Followed by strawberries and cream (captain). 

Salted caramel profiteroles (me). 

Back to the boat for this week's episode of Have I got news for you. 

Thursday 28th

We started the day by tackling a load of washing up from the previous day. The captain also washed some laundry. After all that we got ready to set off. 

But not before this C&RT barge came pottering past. 

We followed the barge through Crick Tunnel and moored in the shade in order to walk into Crick to have lunch at Pickle and Pie at 23. Delicious. 

Then off to the Coop for a few supplies. Back to the boat and off we went again. 

It doesn't look too high but this is Cracks Hill on the way out of Crick. One day we are going to stop nearby and climb the hill. The view at the top is meant to be amazing. We'll have to find out. 

We carried on for a few more miles and moored for the night opposite Yelvetoft Marina. A lovely evening and we sat outside until late. 

Wednesday 27th

Today, Braunston to Watford. 

But, before we start, here's a look at last night's sunset. 

A very angry sky. We did hear some rumbles of thunder but nothing too near us. 

Woke up very early and glad that I did.

Half past five, not a whisper of a breeze, not a cloud in sight. Naturally, just had to get back into bed and go to sleep again. 

After breakfast we went to the elsan and water point and then reversed back into the junction, turned the boat around - and not a soul in sight watching! Of course, when someone is watching something goes wrong, so, I should be grateful for small mercies. 

We are now approaching the bottom of the Braunston locks. Already it's very busy on the canal with three boats ahead of us. Luckily that means that there is a boat that we can share the locks with. 

And there they are. Grandparents taking their daughter and grandson up through the locks, turning round and going back again. The grandson was having great fun whooping and calling out when they went through the tunnel. 

What was the new housing estate is blending in nicely. 

At Norton Junction we turned back onto the Leicester branch of the GU, heading towards Watford. 

Now, I know that I went on a bit about HS2 and their bridges but look at the above. It's a main line railway bridge but it's got style. Little extra details to make it look better than it is. Doesn't take much does it? 

And here we are, Watford Locks. 

At the bottom of the staircase and we are the only boat in the flight. Lucky us, we had help all the way up. I think they were glad to have the company. 

And here's our resting spot for the night.

Lovely views both ways. 

And we finish with another sunset photo for the album.