It was a bit thick early on…
We pulled out at just before ten, under the road bridge and through Sawley Flood Lock. Unlike those on the Soar, flood locks on the Trent are only used in flood conditions.
Chimney smoke didn’t help visibility!
Under the pipe bridge…
…and out across Derwent Mouth.
The entrance to the Trent and Mersey is dead ahead – I think!
The fog was slowly lifting as we reached Derwent Mouth Lock, Lock 1 of 76 on the canal.
A small cruiser was in the lock when we arrived, ready to come down. The single chap aboard was looking harrassed, trying to keep an eye on three small girls (all in lifejackets) while working the lock. I suggested he might like to get the “crew” and himself aboard while I worked the lock, an idea he was very thankful for!
Cruiser gone, Mags heads for the lock.
A boat was waiting above, so I didn’t have to close the single gate we’d used. We moored a couple of hundred yards up, aerial up and time for me to chop a bit of firewood before 11:00.
There’s been a fairly steady stream of boats both up and down since the fog lifted around noon, and we’ve even had some bright sunshine this afternoon. Meg and I played ball, in between throws she got a good combing through. It’s bribery, but but works…
After her clipping in the spring her coat is just getting long enough now for mats and tangles to appear. Got to keep on top of them now.
Oops, nearly forgot to mention Steve, NB Tumbleweed No5 who interrupted his run to stop for a chat. Good to meet you. If we'd have been in Sawley for another day I was going to invite you both for a brew. Next time, eh.
Locks 1, miles 1. Back to normal cruising speed, then…