Monday 7th to Sunday 13th March 2011
Monday
Time to leave the Ashby de la Zouch Canal, as the old map calls it, and get moving south again. Charity Dock makes me chuckle every time we pass, if only we could stop, I could have hours of fun exploring such an amazing collection of stuff.
It might also help to make V feel better about the state of our utility room, cratch, bow lockers and cupboards on my side of the bed.
Hawkesbury Junction is one of those dependable places, always there where you last left it.
I swear its the same boat coming round the corner into the narrows as I straighten up to make my final approach. He must sit there outside the pub waiting and then spring into action at the worst possible moment.
Ive never done it but often wondered what would happen if I bumped the stop lock top gate on the way in and let all the water from the North Oxford into the Coventry Canal. Would Coventry flood if it had another 6 inches of water?
We started looking for a mooring after the stop lock but somehow nothing looked terribly inviting so we motored on. Met a man with a camera near the golf course, no bike, no boat and miles from a road. Didnt have long to wait before all became clear, a filthy great green steam engine thundered up the line next to the canal. How do people find out about such things?
We called it a day at Brinklow and squeezed into the last space on the piling between a row of boats and Gandalf sporting a new shade of blue.
Not a very satisfactory night, thanks to a certain blue boat running a large generator long after the 8pm deadline. I knocked on the boat at 9.15 asking when it would be turned off only to be told that it would go off when he was good and ready. It went off at 9.40pm.
I was told by a neighbour that it regularly runs until 10pm and that it doesnt pay to argue. He also told me he was prepared to come to my aid if it sounded like I was in pain. Isnt that nice.
Tuesday
V walked to town (town?) for a newspaper but I waited for wheels. Graham was kind enough to bring the last of his willow tree trimmings and take me to Brinklow for a chat about blokes things like radios. The only place we could find open was a pub and that was doing the sort of food I like – anything and chips.
Back at the boat we loaded up with logs, said our goodbyes and motored down to Rugby.
Wednesday
Recent promptings paid off and I was ready with an anniversary card this morning.
As ever Vs planning is spot on and I found myself in front of the flower stall with enough readies to buy her a lovely bunch of roses. Ahhhh.
Im afraid the shock of spending money sent me to the café for a bacon roll and coffee while V went off to fill the trolley.
Pulling out of Ruggers we found Gosty Hill lurking opposite the park so we tied up alongside for coal and diesel (86p), almost blocking the canal. Dont you just hate that. But very satisfying when its yourself doing it.
Off again and this time we managed a few miles before stopping for a chat with Les on Valerie. Havent seen Les this happy for a while, grinning from ear to ear he was full of good news about his new love, our Jaqueline from west coast USA. He mentioned doing a spot of reorganising inside the boat and, as youve probably guessed, hes making room for a new wardrobe!!.
I think hed be better off spending his money on a boat stretch or towing a butty, we all know how much space handbags and shoes take up.
Thursday
Some sunshine and lots of wind, a brilliant day for sailing so we crabbed along doing our best not to touch both sides of the canal at the same time.
Passed No Problem and Moore 2 Life waiting for a delivery at a bridge and after the customary insults we pushed on into the gales until wed had enough, on the outskirts of Braunston.
At any other time of the year I would say the night was filled with babies in wet nappies calling for their mums. But spring is the time that baby woollies appear and it seemed like every one of them lost his mummy as darkness fell.
Friday
Got a bit of a fright today, drew some fuel off the water separator and discovered some strange looking diesel living in there. Thicker than diesel it had a slightly opaque appearance, a bit like candyfloss.
Removing the fuel filter revealed a dark smoky substance living inside it. Ive never seen diesel bug but this looks a bit like the descriptions on the internet. Oh dear, I feel another big spend coming on when we get to the chandlers in Braunston.
NP and M2L pulled in behind us late morning which gave us a chance to share our misery. Vic very kindly lent me his suction thingy which pulled fuel off the bottom of the tank. At least that looked healthy.
And the sun was out, which was nice.
Saturday-Sunday
Its a good day for internet work fixing up a census return (its complicated) and booking Balmaha into something special down south (more about that nearer the time).
The North Oxford Canal is now going crazy with boats, everyones out for the weekend and the air is filled with shouts of Boat as we brace ourselves for the dive, swing, clunk as we respond to the water flowing first this way then that, finishing with a graunching sound as metal hits metal and we come to rest again.
But one boat sailed in very gracefully, It was Sarah-Kate, fresh out of the West Midlands. Mike and Jo have joined us and our spring cruise has officially started.
There was much to catch up on over the evening meal and all that remains is to outline a plan for the cruise to the Big Apple.
Really looking forward to this, weve been to Brentford but have yet to explore the Paddington Arm and the Lee and Stort.
Derek Mills said:
We’ll send you full details of “our perception ” of the Paddington and the Lee and Stort in case we don’t get the blog up and running before you get here 😉 Derek and Sheila – nb Clarence
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Derek Mills said:
PS Currently in Ware hunting down a restaurant!
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jakepithf said:
Thanks Derek, we’ll talk by email and take advice from you, nothing better than fresh info when you’re on a new patch.
Hunting down a restaurant? Is there something you have kill yourself before you can eat it?
Chips are easier to catch, I’m sooo lazy.
Mo
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Jaqueline Almdale said:
LOL! while I confess to an inherited jones for bags and scarves, Les has more shoes than I do. 🙂
Happy spring!
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Jaqueline Almdale said:
Oh! And Happy Anniversary to you both; the flowers are gorgeous. You’ve got him trained well V! 😉
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jakepithf said:
Hi Jaqueline
What a lovely e-card, must have taken hours making that. A beautiful wish and very much appreciated.
Thank you.
M and V
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LES said:
Nice to meet up again. It seems to me that Jaq is following my every move via the blogs but that`s fine, i`m only for her.
Sounds like i need to stop buying shoes.
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Jaqueline Almdale said:
Oh Les you’ll need all those shoes–to attach to the back of the car we drive off in after our wedding ceremony. 😉
Jaq
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Mikala said:
We meet at last!
Paddington Arm was brill, we loved Paddington Basin, fancy being able to moor in the middle of London 7 days for free! Oxford St is only a 10min walk away so I was in my element………….enjoy you time out and hope to catch up with you on you return voyage.
Make sure you keep M & J in check!!
Tally Ho
Mikala, mark & Casey Cat
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jakepithf said:
Yes, good to put faces to reputations eh.
Thanks for the coffee and bikkies and the ideas picked up on the way around your boat.
Tar for Paddy Basin info, it’s always nice to know how others feel about a place before getting there.
As for M&J they are responsible for us, or so I thought.
And in any case, everyone’s in charge except me.
Now for a quiet night on the edge of ‘town’ and sunshine tomorrow (please!!)
Mo
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