After the excitement of the last couple of days, today was a bit dull by comparison. Not the weather, that has been gorgeous, blue skies with just the odd “Simpson” cloud floating about. No, just an uneventful cruise, queuing again at each lock to Great Haywood.
Waiting at Sandon Lock in the sun
Nosy Cows at Weston Lock
Busy as always at Great Haywood.
While I was out for my early training run I came across NB Phyllis May. This is the Darlington’s boat, which Terry and Monica, with long suffering whippet, Jim, sailed across the channel and took down to the South of France. Terry describes their adventures in his book “Narrow Dog to Carcassonne”.
I stopped on the way back, but T, M and J weren’t aboard, daughter Lucy and family have borrowed Phyllis May for a few days. They’ll have to get used to being accosted.
They are here at Great Haywood, moored at the other side of the junction. If they’re still there in the morning, I’ll see if they’ve got a copy of “Narrow Dog to Indian River”, which recounts their journey, in the narrow boat, down the US Atlantic Intracoastal Waterway a year or so ago.
Carol is moored a couple of hundred yards away. The phone didn’t survive it’s dunking, but Sonja has arrived with a spare, so we’ve got our back-up back.
The day finally spoiled itself with a heavy shower at teatime. How unusual.
In the last 2 days we’ve done 13 locks and 14 miles. I think we need a couple of days off…..
Locks 4, miles 7