The day started off overcast and the captain reckoned that it was only going to get to 15° today. Not that I check up on the captain but, in this instance, I did and found that she was looking at the forecast for Bradwell instead of Gayton where we are moored. More like 20° for us. Ah, poor old Bradwell.
First stop of the day - fill the water tank. Whoop, whoop, whoop! After that, Blisworth Tunnel. No photos of the tunnel, it was a tad dark in there. We paused before the tunnel to let the trip boat Indian Chief go ahead of us. When we got to Stoke Bruerne, the skipper came and thanked us since he was able to power through the tunnel and not be pottering along behind us.
We managed the locks OK even though we were on our own. Luckily there were quite a few boats coming the other way.
Look at that blue sky.
At Yardley Wharf, instead of a sign to slow down past moored boats, they have a sign for elderly ducks crossing the canal.
We've probably covered about 7 miles today and we have stopped near to Cosgrove.
It was nice and quiet when we arrived but, since then, it's been like Picadilly Circus! Hire boats preparing for handover, a boat with 4 girls dancing on the roof to You're the one that I want, not forgetting the Ooh, ooh, ooh. Boats getting stuck in the mud. And, to cap it all, we had super duper showers with the new, all powerful water flow.
What exciting times we live in!
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