Wednesday, 25 March 2009
Sunday, 22 March 2009
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Wednesday, 18 March 2009
Saturday, 14 March 2009
Friday, 13 March 2009
The one hour visiting time wasn't really enough, but it was well worth all the extra hours of travelling. On the journey home we added several more canal crossings to our list, including the Stratford, the Oxford, and the K & A.
Thursday, 12 March 2009
At Hillmorton Locks there were plenty of boats on the move, but we made rapid progress. As we headed towards Braunston, I had a phone call I'd been waiting for: my sister has had a little girl, so I'm an uncle!
We stopped just before Braunston for lunch, just after a shower passed through. By the time we started moving again it was dry, but still cloudy and quite cold. But soon we could see the edge of the cloud, with blue skies beyond, and before long we were in sunshine. We turned right at Wigram's Turn, and moored on the water point at Calcutt Top Lock. While the tank filled, we washed on side of the boat. When we were ready to go down the locks, a boat was coming up. It turned out to be Chris and his crew on Slow Pace, who've been blogging their build. It was good to meet and have a chat, having followed the blog.
It was turning into a lovely sunny evening as we went down the locks and carried on to just before Stockton Top, where we moored up for the night and washed the other side of the boat and the roof.
19 miles, 6 locks. (120, 14)
Wednesday, 11 March 2009
Tuesday, 10 March 2009
Monday, 9 March 2009
Sunday, 8 March 2009
As the scenery deteriorated towards Hinckley, so did the weather, and we had the first of several showers. But the rain was never heavy, and we pressed ahead. Just after Hinckley we passed Gypsy Rover, and Dot emerged from the cratch to shout hello, and tell us about the unfortunate leak in their calorifier.
In the afternoon, we had almost every type of weather imaginable, sometimes all together. At one point, my face was being stung by hail stones, while up ahead was blue sky and white fluffy clouds.
As the day went on, the wind got up and it was cold. But there were still things of interest, including the steam railway at Shakerstone, where there seemed to be an engine in steam, if not actually moving.
We ended the day just before 5pm a few hundred yards before Snarestone Tunnel, and about a mile short of the current end of the canal. We'll do the last mile in the morning, before turning round and heading back.
24 miles, 0 locks. (54, 7)
Saturday, 7 March 2009
As we’d spent so long on the water point, we had lunch on the move through Rugby. Then we made a brief stop at Newbold to go to the Co-op. Ten Bob Note was moored there. We reached Ansty at about 4pm, but there were no moorings available. We spotted our third blogger of the day, Pickles No2, resplendent in newly applied green paint. Because of the lack of moorings, and with it still being relatively early, we decided to carry on to Hawkesbury Junction. The lock was in our favour, and Adrian did a skilful 180 degree turn through the bridge.
Now in spite of all the things Hawkesbury Junction has in its favour -- the lock, the bridges, the pump house -- I still don't like it much. It's probably because of the electricity sub-station, the pylons, the M6, the modern housing, and the scrub land between the two canals. It's no Fradley, and not even a Fazeley. Still, we're much further ahead than we thought we would be, so it's good to be here.
Friday, 6 March 2009
While we were in the bottom lock, a boat left the wharf and joined the Kate boat, so everyone was neatly paired up.
We turned left at Wigram's Turn, and made good progress. It was 5pm when we reached Braunston Junction, and turned left again. We moored up shortly afterwards in a very quiet spot just beyond Bridge 88.
9 miles, 3 locks.
Tuesday, 3 March 2009
Monday, 2 March 2009
From the other side of the bridge, we could see why: a team of workers were building a wall which leads to a brand new lock, put in to restore the water to its original level. The lock hasn't yet got any gates.
As the towpath in that direction was blocked by the work, we walked the other way, reaching the Drungewick Aqueduct before turning around.