Traveling on

Did I get my supper? I know that this is the question that is uppermost in your mind. Oh, it's not!? Be like that. Anyway, yes, we had a slice of Brigid's quiche with salad.

We are steadily making our way back towards Bugbrooke but are in no rush at the moment.

We had been warned by a boater going the other way that a boat had slipped its mooring and, lo and behold, round the corner, there it was right across the canal. We managed to nudge it back into place and another boater nipped ashore and made it secure.

Further on and on another wharf, goats and chickens outside their coffee shop. Presumably an attraction for the younger customers.

Hillmorton locks again but stopping this time to empty the loo. (I get all the best jobs)

Swinging round the corner to enter the second lock.

Just passing a very pretty wharf.

Stopped overnight about half way between Hillmorton and Braunston on a very quiet stretch of canal. Managed to wash one side of the boat and paint along the black bits that get scraped in locks, by trees and bushes and other boats. As Timothy West often says: 'it is a contact sport.'

You often see odd things in the canal, in this case a cow.

Two more boats passing, presumably on their way to the historic boat gathering at Alvecote. These two are normally based at Stoke Bruerne.

There we are again, the spire of Braunston Church.

And here's the old pump house at the foot of the locks.

Now, doesn't she look smart? Side nicely polished and blackwork all shiny.

We'll show you the other side when we've had a chance to do that as well.

Through all the locks and Braunston tunnel without incident. I've probably said it before but not one of my favourite tunnels because it has a kink in it which can cause problems when two boats are trying to pass. Luckily, this time, no boats coming the other way.

Cleared the top lock at Buckby and now moored in our usual place. Off to the New Inn for supper tonight.