Back at Foxton

A sudden reverse by a narrowboat coming past us and we realised it was friends of our Fred and Lisa on Nb Chayandour. After a quick natter we arranged to see them before the swing bridge at Foxton but not until we had completed an epic shop in Market Harborough. Was I glad to have a shopping trolley (is it just us oldies that use these?) 'cause trekking up the 'Harborough Hill' with bags and overloaded backpack....well 'back-breaking' comes to mind. So it wasn't until after lunch that we untied FS and set off....and just as the rain started... blooming typical!

The arranged mooring by the swing bridge was full although Fred had tried to leave a space for us. Another boat had snuck in first and the only space was the one by a concrete edge with no rings and a very small section of piled edge. Ian managed to bang a pin into a grassy bit for the bow and we secured the stern with what we call a nappy pin (cladding pin) to the piling. Having had another long natter it was decided to meet tonight and go to Bridge 61 pub, another small real ale pub.

Then tomorrow another arrangement was made to meet more friends Lynda and Tony at the Foxton Lock Inn for the Friday Jazz afternoon. They said it is a really good afternoon but not being a big Jazz fan, well only time will tell.

Road swing bridge

Looks like someone didn't stop in time.

 And seen on route