Because of the low water levels and restrictions on many of the locks we have decided to put in the hours and get back to Watford locks ASAP. Well, as fast as the propeller and engine will take us.
As a consequence, at the end of the day we have been hot, tired and just wanting to sit down, have supper, recover and go to bed.
(Not quite as bad as that but you get the idea)
Saturday, bye, bye Tame Otter.
You always know where Tamworth is by the high rise buildings.
Similarly you know when you're nearing Hopwas when you spot the radio mast.
We've come through Fazeley and are crossing the River Tame.
Going through Glascote Locks.
Now passing a fuel boat. Always handy if you run out of coal, gas, kindling or diesel.
An artistic photo of hay bales.
Mooted just below the Atherstone locks for the night. We shall be in the queue tomorrow morning.
Sunday and off we go.
Fortunately we didn't have too long to wait before we got into the locks. This is a view across to where we are heading.
Here's the captain in her happy place working the locks.
Here we are in the middle of the lock flight and I've never seen it so empty. Folk must be worried that they'd be locked in.
It must have been around Mancetter that we spotted a hireboat stuck in a winding hole. Another boater was trying to pull him off but was having no luck. We managed to get hold of his bow rope and, hooray, we managed to help get him unstuck.
We went through Nuneaton and stopped at Griff Lane Bridge about half a mile before the Ashby Canal turnoff.
Monday
A quarter to eleven and we're passing the entrance to the Ashby Canal.
We pushed on through Hawkesbury Junction, Ansty, Stretton Stop and stopped at Newbold.
After all the motoring today, what better than fish and chips to round it all off?
Tuesday - bringing it all up to date.
Setting off from Newbold.
We do love these old canal buildings, this one preserved through modernisation into a house.
Arrived at Hilmorton Locks at a quarter to twelve and we are 15th or 16th in the queue. We got the chairs out to sit on the towpath but every 15 minutes or so we had to pack up and move the boat one space forward.
14:16 and we're getting closer.
Ten to three and we're in the lock.
And we're off again. The Alpacas were out in force to see us go past at Barby Moorings.
Went on to Willoughby bridge 84 for tonight's mooring.
But what's going on? Where did this come from? What is this wet stuff?
Admittedly not much but after 46 days of continuous sunshine it's most welcome.
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