It certainly rained overnight. And that can be noisy in a steel narrowboat. The captain kindly reminded me that we hadn't put the cap on the chimney for the engine exhaust. (Just to be clear, the exhaust goes straight up through the ceiling of our boat.) Anyway, at 1 or so in the morning with the rain bucketing down I'm sorry to say that I muttered something incomprehensible, turned over and went back to sleep. Luckily all was well in the morning and no water had built up in the exhaust.
Now for the fall!
Stockton locks, 10 locks, all close together. Luckily we were able to go through them with Heron's Rest, a boat with 3 older men on board, 2 of whom were looking after their friend who was recovering from a heart attack.
They stopped at the Blue Lias pub for coffee and sandwiches while we took on water opposite. Mind you, their friend, the one in recovery, was thoroughly enjoying a pint of ale. What a blessing to have friends like that.
Redevelopment of the old Cuttle Inn into the Duck on the Pond. Looks like it's going to be an expensive eatery.
And this is right opposite the Two Boats, a canalside pub.
Now, what's going on here?
A workboat blocking the way. It seems that there had been a mini breach and they were shovelling ballast into the canal to stop any further seepage.
After a brief stop while they moved out of the way for us to go through we decided to stop for a late lunch above Welsh Road lock, just before Leamington. Luckily for us we did as it started raining again.
This time I put the cap on the chimney.
Steaks and a stir-fry for supper followed by an episode of Vera. What more could the captain want on her birthday? Of course, a celebratory glass of wine.
Happy birthday Brigid.
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