Braunston in the rain

Overnight the temperature has dropped and I have now changed into my usual summer clothes. Long trousers, long sleeved shirt, pullover and fleece. That's better.

The forecast is for rain this afternoon so we are foregoing the washing up and setting off for Braunston. 

A pleasant enough morning but you can see that the clouds are gathering. 

Passing Willoughby Wharf where there is a bend in the canal, a bridge with moored boats both sides and what should we meet but a Hotel Boat. But this one was towing a butty. We remarked that this is the 3rd or 4th Hotel Boat that we have seen. That's great because it means that business must be good.

And there, ahead of us, the remains of the old windmill and Braunston Church spire, the cathedral of the canals. In times past, canal folk would be married here, have their children baptised here. It really was their church. 

And here we are coming up to the junction again but, from a different direction. 

Managed to grab a mooring just past the marina. It's fun watching folk reverse out, turn round, some getting it right, some getting it wrong. 

And, here we are, this is us. Still looking sunny so... 

... A short walk to the shops to top up supplies. 

Here’s another view of the marina for you. 

3 o'clock on the dot, forecast spot on, it's raining. A good time for me to stick my head down the bilges and tighten up the stern gland. Earlier this year I put in new packing but that has now bedded in and it just needs a tweak to firm everything up. 

The captain is online seeing how to perfect a new knitting stitch. Too complicated for me. I'm just the brawn in this outfit.