|Not much more can go on. Although Ian tried to centralise the logs, the boat felt very unstable. Rocked a lot more then it should!|
|I know the photo looks fuzzy but you have no idea how long I have been trying to get a hawk of one kind or other to photograph. So far this is my best attempt!|
|Brassica napus, also known as rapeseed, rape, oilseed rape, rapa, rappi, rapaseed (and in the case of one particular group of cultivars, canola), is a bright yellow flowering member of the family Brassicaceae (mustard or cabbage family).|
|I think Jade was getting fed up with me stopping to take pictures. You can almost see her saying, " Will you hurry up!!" In the background, hidden by the plants, is our boat.|
|We dropped Finn off at Cow Pasture Bridge. Br 7|
Waving him goodbye, we then carried on to Aston Lock. As a lady was already trying to close the bottom gates, I pulled over to tie up instead of what I normally do, drop Ian off and then sit and wait in the middle of the canal until the lock is ready.. It was a good job I did because the lady couldnt make the gate budge even an inch!. She kept pulling and pulling but nothing happened. Ian arrived to help and she told him she had been trying to close the gate for ages.
|Ian helping to keep the boat into the side.|
On her boat at the helm was her granddaughter, so she couldn't get off to help either. Would you believe it, this lady only bought the boat at the end of last year, never having had a boat before, and this was her first time out. Shardlow lock was the first lock she negotiated, (she moored at Shardlow Marina), and she said she had managed that very well, but Aston lock almost made her give up boating before she had even started!. Ian had to help show her the ropes and it wasn't until they finally came out of the lock that I noticed something not quite right. See if you notice it as well.
The rest of our journey was very uneventful. Apart from the odd spot we still haven't had any rain. As time was getting on and I was starting to feel cold we very nearly moored at Sawley. I however wanted to get off the river just in case we do get the heavy rain that was forecast. I know how fast the river can rise. The turn into the Erewash was a bit more rocky then normal owing to the weight of wood on the roof but, here we are again, moored safely at the top of Trent lock by the Steamboat. It can rain all it wants now.