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In 1977 we hired our first narrowboat from Anglo Welsh at Market Harborough.From that moment our destiny was set. In 2006 we finally purchased our own brand new 57' narrowboat which we named 'Free Spirit'. Our aim is to travel the length and breadth of all the navigable rivers and canals of the UK. This will be our story as it unfolds.

Wednesday, 18 October 2017

Wetter inside than out

Missed out again on a locking buddy. Not quite ready to go this morning when an Alvechurch hire boat came past. Oh well, only another couple of locks to turn round again.

A joy to behold these lovely autumnal colours.

Only one boat moored on the visitor moorings and that was around the bend, unheard of for Stoke Bruerne.
That drizzle was relentless and Ian complained bitterly about not being able to see. Does anyone make windscreen wipers for glasses? And another question, would the tunnel be any drier?

Entering the South Portal
  Not a chance especially from around the chimney air vents. Ian drove through and at some speed dodging the cascading water. We were lucky this time as not another boat entered from the North portal.

Pouring in

Chimney air vent
 I stayed below most of the time with the excuse that the ironing needed doing. Whats that I hear you say? Ironing???? Unheard of...well it is for me anyway. It's not something I usually do as I rely solely on the clothes being squashed flat as they are squeezed into the small wardrobe, but one blouse and one shirt came out of the washing machine very creased. So the iron was needed and finding it took some doing. It's a wonder no spiders had made their home in it after I found it buried deep from within the cupboard under the sink! By the time I had finished, as well as the washing up, changing bed linen and remaking the bed, we were at the Northern end.

North Portal
 Only went as far as Nether Heyford. All our extremities were extremely chilled by this time, and having made a stop for diesel (69p litre) at Tarry, (bridge 32 supplies) of which another 67 litres put in to fill the tank, we said enough was enough.

After a warming bowl of homemade butternut squash soup, Ian was ready to get the chainsaw out. Then the fire was lit and now enjoying the luxury of a cosy and warm boat.

And this made me smile,

Makes a good lookout.
And wildlife 

Red-legged Partridge.

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