- An earlier start this morning and we knew there was no catching Sue and Vic. A comment left by Sue last night said they hadn't stopped until they reached Hawksbury Junction. Quite a few miles more (8 to be precise) and I hope they didn't get toooooo wet in that brief shower mid afternoon! We had to wait at Rose boats swing footbridge (Stretton stop) while an oncoming boat was traveling past the long line of hire boats but once through, got as far as Nettle Hill bridge before we encountered what we thought was a loose boat. Turns out a chap was down the weed hatch untangling black plastic bags and clothing from the prop and had nowhere to secure the boat. Parts of the Oxford is like that. Curved sides made up of stone instead of straight edging and even pins get pulled too easily. So we crept past as he pulled the boat back in on his center rope and, with his prop still not completely clear, he decided to get underway and hope for the best. He needed to get Rose boats to pick up his wife who had set off with the dog before he was ready to leave the moorings. We had met her at Stretton stop and funnily enough she just happened to mention that we might meet an oncoming boat and 'could we tell him she would be waiting at Rose boats'. That was a good 30 minutes earlier and over 2 miles away!!! Guess she had a long wait!
|Rose Hire boats line the route to Stretton stop|
|Thought she was loose.|
|But chap on the center rope bringing her to heel.|
|Sutton Stop (Hawkesbury Junction)|
|No Problem on the right.|
|Gary and Della's boat|
|The eye is drawn first to the this|
|Then to this|
Going under bridge 22 (Vernons lane bridge) Ian happened to mention there was a dead pigeon in the water. Nothing remarkable about that I hear you say but then.... hang on a minute....it's head was held high and so appeared to be very much alive. No frantic flapping of wings, just floating as if in a daze. Well I had to stop and save it's life. I know it's only a pigeon and I know these darned birds pooped all over FS a few days ago but I was not going to cruise away and not try to do something. So grabbed the fishing net, jumped off FS while it was still several feet from the bank and scooped it out of the canal. The bird felt very cold and maybe it wont survive but a nice lady with her Staffie said she would take it home and see what she could do to warm it up.
|Okay it wasn't just the pigeon that was cold. Furry head wear was a must today.|
|Dr Who must be on a mission in Nuneaton!!!|
|Time for a stretch|