Our first proper frost this morning, swirls of ice on the top-box cover.
Mist was rising from the canal, soon to be burnt off by the bright sun.
It’s that time of year now when we look forward to overnight frosts. After the weekend rain the towpaths have got pretty gooey. Low temperatures overnight tend to stiffen the mud a bit…
We got off around 10:30, just a little way initially to the services just before Bridge 63.
Essentials dealt with, we pushed on, out of town, past some very polite permanent moorers on the offside.
Victoria Wharf, Orwell’s coal yard, has a couple of boats for sale on the hardstanding.
The bright start was not to last, unfortunately. Heavy clouds started to roll in as we approached Betton Wood, and the first of several showers blew in.
I saw three kingfishers today, but the little blighters just wouldn’t stay still enough for a picture. Not even a blurry one, today.
See the little splash of blue in the bottom right? That’s one of our little friends just taking wing.
As we approached Adderley Locks we were treated to an impressive rainbow ahead.
It was a bit of consolation for the drenching we got as soon as we committed to go down the locks. I’d just opened the paddles to drain Lock 1 and the heavens opened. Mags and Meg ducked inside, I found a handy tree…
It was a bit too wet for photos as we dropped down the five locks, till we got to the bottom and it stopped. Typical contrary weather.
Out of Lock 5
There are some pleasant moorings just before the bend in the distance, so that’s where we pulled in.
We may stay here for a day, before moving on to Audlem. Got to judge the weather right. Five locks in the rain is do-able but unpleasant. Fifteen (although we’ll probably only do eleven for a start) is positively masochistic!
Nice views across the fields here.
The grass is lush alongside the boat, what’s the betting that the mower men will be along tomorrow?
Locks 5, miles 3¾