As much as I can imagine, or is it dream, what our cruising plan is I have come to the realisation, albeit belatedly, that I am not aspiring to be prophetic! Just got to learn keeping my lips zipped is the best solution.
We are on the border of Shakespeare territory which must inspire Blog soliloquies. Ponder this Shakespeare reborn as a motivational Canal Boat Blogger wordsmith.
Whether it is the call of the 21st Century ‘random’ ticking a box,
Or to wear a Hi- vis jacket under the gaze of ‘Elf n Safety,
No more algorithms flowing in my chart,
The flesh is tough and the mind is withering under the torture of Bureaucrapolgy.
Learned Billy silly Billy wherefore-art-thou Billy?
The madness is on the rise!
Back to DB and our reality. Up until a few days ago we were moored outside the Navigation Pub, near Bridge 65 on the Grand Union Canal. Nice spot. The weather, yes the weather, has clearly been overcast more often than clearly clear. We are comfortable on our Ark and the threat of rain is up to the meteorologist, 52% at midday today. Seeing is believing and I saw nothing! I think I just get sick of the days when they are gray/grey... Whinge on.....
|What does he think?|
We were almost cajoled by a couple of warm days featuring patchy blue sky to plan our cruise down to Sharpness and cross the Bristol Channel, with a pilot of course, to Bristol and travel up the Kennet & Avon Canal (yes, there is another River Avon, flowing down there, in the Hampshire, Wiltshire and Dorset area.) A series of 3 investigative visits to Bridges 40 and 41 on the Stratford Canal armed with a boat pole and tape measure, using our eyes to keenly observe the transit of Narrowboats through Lock 31 into Bridge 41 we made the decision that DB would take the plunge and head to Stratfor-upon-Avon. Then we read the projected weather forecast for August and decided that rain and wind in the West was not favourable. We also heard that Narrowboats were waiting days at Sharpness, to cross the Bristol Channel, due to high winds. Oh well there is always next year. Let’s turn around and go down to London.
Before we left our Navigation Pub mooring, we gathered some seasoned wood in the form of up to one metre long logs that were lying at the side of the towpath camouflaged under the green hedgerow. 2400 return steps away from DB. Two sack trolleys and 4 trips later, we were in business. Logs stacked on DB’s Bow we set off for Rowington Ridge stopping to fill up with water at the fast fill Tom o’ the Wood water point. Next day Chris was in his element with the chain saw and I was in my element chopping rounds of wood with the axe. I find it cathartic don’t ask me why! Now we are prepared for cold weather with wood stacked away in various nooks and crannies on DB.
|This is the proper way to see things.|
Since beginning this Blog we have come down the Hatton Flight. This time we made a good choice with our ‘partner’ boat with 4 of us working the Locks. I even decided to have some time steering DB into the Locks. “Slow down” entering the Locks was helpful feedback. I have to say that watching DB go into a Lock from the ground always looks like it is travelling at speed and I tend not to watch DB going into the Lock these days. Practise will build my competency.
|Snug fit at Hatton Lock|
We passed through Leamington Spa, yesterday, and filled the cupboards with provisions leaving us enough time to get to Itchington. Another good Lock share, and a peaceful night in the country.
I have walked 119kms since 20/07/15. I am thinking I could offer my services or is it charge my services to trial walking shoes for Boaters!