A treat this morning for breakfast sausage, bacon and eggs. All slimming world so no guilt trip for me. By 9 we set off for the lock and with no one waiting to descend, stopped in the lock to get rid of the bird poo dripping down from the window and making a lovely trail over the cabin side. Them pigeons have a lot to answer for!
Before arriving at Stoke Bruerne bottom lock we spied a recently felled tree. Took some getting into the side but managed to bring the bow in enough for Ian to find some decent lengths to put on FS's roof.
I thought the water levels were low on the stretch from Cosgrove to Stoke Bruerne and this prooved the case as the pump was running bringing water from the river Tove. Only ever seen this running twice.
Filled with water below the first of Stoke Bruerne lock flight and thought we would be in luck having a locking buddy. But not to be as they hastily pulled in their hose, threw the ropes back on board and set off. Not even any communication asking if we were ascending as well. Oh well looks like we will have to go it alone.
Because of them leaving so rapidly every lock had to be turned around. I was on lock duties and certainly got my steps in today. Blooming top gates kept opening after FS had left the lock. By the time I walked to the next lock, looked back, there they were, wide open again. "For goodness sake leave them" said Ian. But that's not in my nature so back I went. Twice this happened and after 5 locks I was pooped so decided to call it a day.
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| This one is for tomorrow. |
And the wildlife,
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