We said our farewells to Penkridge and slowly meandered to Filance lock. One boat was already on the lock landing and one descending and it wasn't long before a further 2 boats pulled in behind. It was at this lock that FS got a thorough soaking from a torrent of water coming from the lock side.
At Penkridge lock, instead of filling our water tanks at the services and losing our place, I joined the queue at the lock landing which gave Ian ample time to empty both loo's. Thankfully both the boats in front were quick lockers (in other words pulled paddles quickly and jumped across the bottom gates on all but this lock) so our waiting times were reasonably short. Along the route there appeared to have been some mowing activity. Not the fast amount as hoped and only along the center of the towpath. Thinking it was fishing clubs again, I was amazed when we saw these contractors doing a spot of strimming.
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| And the dust!!!! All over our nicely washed boat. Still it's good to see some activity. |
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| The downside of allowing the path to get overgrown. Clogged up the prop as we went past. |
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| Single mown strip |
Within 3 hours we moored in sight of Staffordshire Boat Club. We assumed that we had booked in for a week from tomorrow and I settled down to what was an excellent afternoon fishing. By 5pm we had a phone call from Pete at the boat club to say we could go on our mooring if we so wished. With that we pulled pins and traveled the 100 yards to moor behind Nb Icing. We now have electric, Ian will fetch the car tomorrow, Christine arrives on Saturday with Josh and Thomas for a visit and Sunday we leave for Ian sister in Essex to attend our Nephews wedding on Monday. So its all go at the moment and all I need to do tomorrow is give FS a good clean before we leave her. On the other hand, that might not be such a good idea what with the Grandchildren coming (-:
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| Another lovely Perch. These are my favourite fish to fish for. |
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| The buzzards by the boat club are still feeding their chick. I think it is a rat in it's talons. |
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