In brief an update of where we are. We are here in Market Harborough for the rest of the duration. I know what that means and all will become clear in this Blog or the next or the one after. It depends on how many interruptions I allow!! It can be a busy life when you put the ‘R’s back in Lock-n-Lol. That’s my excuse and I’m adhering to it.
|How do they get away with it?|
Braunston became a 5 day stopover. There were ample moorings given that boat traffic was busy but not congested. Our red car had spent its summer holidays parked up and undisturbed in a choice layby near the Grand Union Canal in Braunston. No Traffic Wardens in this neck of the woods. It was happy news that Chris reported back to me of red car firing up first turn of the key.
Back to boats, an important Autumn consideration is be aware of leaf fall and unless you are hiring a boat do not moor under deciduous trees unless you want to gather leaves for mulch. Wind, wildlife in trees and gravity can have an adverse decorative effect. Our first mooring in Braunston was under a pesky tree and I was happy to see the end of it when we made our move to moor above the first Braunston Lock. A lack of official, if any, signage indicating no mooring was our invitation to slot in our ring chains and tie up.
Mr Know It All, with no authority and re’fained’ vehemence told me “The Boat that didn’t wait for you at this Lock will wait for you at the next Lock.”
“Thank you but we are going to moor in the pound above this Lock.” I said.
“You are not allowed to moor in Nelson’s Pound.” He postulated.
“There is no signage indicating this.” I retorted.
“You are NOT allowed to moor there.”
“Speak to my husband.” I finished.
|Stop horsing around on the Bridge!|
We moored up and I breathed easily with no falling leaves in sight. A few hours later the C&RT appointed Volunteer stopped to tell us.
“You are not allowed to moor in this pound.”
“Blimey,” I said “where is the signage?”
“It has been removed as they were the old British Waterways brand. We are waiting for the C&RT No Mooring signs.”
“Why didn’t they leave the former signs in position until the new ones were ready?” I finished. Der!!
We moved above the next Lock the following day for a couple of nights. Only 4 Locks left until we reached the Braunston Tunnel and a clear run to Norton Junction where we turn onto the Leicester Arm of the Grand Union.
And so on we moved. We only had one boat heading towards us in the Tunnel and then an easy cruise meaning we moored up in the early afternoon. Robbie Williams unexpectedly ran past DB and knocked on our window. We think we will see more of him over time.
I went to rest and read a book when Chris called out to tell me
“Someone called Lisa wants to say Hello.”
The thread of Blog and here, unexpectedly, was Lisa from NB What A Lark. She and her husband, David, had just moored nearby.
The beginning of a new friendship methinks.