We knew the moorings were bad the further up the canal we went but this was ridiculous. None of us got anywhere near the bank and it was with a bit of courage that we could leap of the boat. Judy and Jade wondered what all the fuss was about.
Friday, 25 July 2008
Moorings outside Tewitfield
We knew the moorings were bad the further up the canal we went but this was ridiculous. None of us got anywhere near the bank and it was with a bit of courage that we could leap of the boat. Judy and Jade wondered what all the fuss was about.
Dave on the swing bridge
Hest Bank
Lune Aquaduct
Lancaster
We made good time to Lancaster after leaving Galtang and stopped to water up, empty loo's etc. While we waited there this nice BW man came and told us that the moorings at Hest Bank were nigh on impossible but with any luck we might just be able to moor before it. I would be very disappointed if I couldn't moor there because I wanted to take the dogs to the beach.
Lancaster sanitary station.
Thursday, 24 July 2008
The three wise men (or if preferred the grumpy old gits)
Please can I have some.
Galtang

View from the canal
Another family visit
Christine and Kev paid us a visit last weekend at Bilsborrow. They arrived with quilt and fishing gear for a sleepover and a spot of night fishing. Having made up a makeshift bed in the saloon area were our dogs normally sleep, Judy decided that this must be a new basket for her and promptly took the bed over. Jade and Echo (Chris and Kev's dog) decided that it looked to comfy for just one dog and jumped on as well. Quite where Christine and Kev was to sleep is any ones guess!
One story I must tell about this visit. Kev is into Pike fishing so after catching a small roach he decided to use it as bait. He placed it on the hook and cast it out across the canal. Now opposite us is a sanitary station for all the boats and there just happened to be a wide beam boat moored waiting to fill up with water. On casting the bait he somehow managed to land the fish onto the roof of the widebeam. Pulling the rod back quickly the fish came of of the hook and landed down the entry hatch of the boat. Well we all fell about laughing and pretended it was nothing to do with us. When the owner of the boat returned he kept looking at this fish scratching his head and looking to the sky as if it had come from heaven. This was definitely one of our more memorable memory's of our trip.