Leaving very early so as to get to Langley for a prearranged Sunday Carvery with Dave, Heather, Dennis and Margaret at the Great Northern, the skies radiated a wonderful soft red glow. Sometimes it pays to be up by 6.45 am.
Pasture, Stanton and Hallam fields locks were in our favour but our hope for a quick trip up was dashed when the next 4 locks all had to be emptied. At Greens lock, the approach was a smokey one. In fact, Ian indicated that I should hang back as the smoke was blowing across the lock entrance and the fumes somewhat obnoxious. He was not wrong as that smoke had an acrid taste and smell to it. What was being burnt??? Ian reckons it was some sort of plastic material.
Some of those top gates also refused to stay shut when leaving the locks so I'm sorry to say we left them open. Not something either of us are comfortable with doing but after the second time of heaving on those gates only to see them swinging open again we said sod it and left them to it. And that is how we found Barkers and Stenson lock, with one of the top gates needing closing before the lock could be emptied.
One thing very noticeable on our journey was instead of lack of water we had too much. At one of the bridges at the lock approach, I had to reverse rather rapidly when I realised our chimney wouldn't fit under. Never had we to do this in the past other than at Anchor bridge, the lowest in the Erewash. Mind you having removed the weight (top boxes and wood) I supposed our draft might not be as deep as it once was.
|Potters lock and where I decided not to have a crunched chimney.|
|Shipley lock We may have got under with the chimney but glad it was laying on the roof.|
|Plenty of water at Shipley lock|
|Margaret and Ian|
And finally, more wildlife from the moorings at Sandiacre,
|Nuthatch and Goldfinch|
And wildlife on route,