Wet, windy and rainy … what’s new! We’re getting used to this weather now.

Tilly wasn’t impressed though, it took quite some time for her to get out of the back doors and across to the trees this morning. But once there she kept herself busy, returning only for ‘Thank you for coming home’ treats and to leave her muddy paw marks everywhere!

Our thoughts turned to stocking up. From our mooring it is getting on for a mile and a half walk to Tescos, then the same back with heavy bags. With high winds and Storm Gareth (The Dark Lord) on his way we decided on a delivery. There is a track that comes right alongside the mooring and so long as the driver keeps going he’ll get to us. So we spent quite a bit of today putting together our shopping list. Enough supplies to see us to the end of the week.

River levels surrounding us are still not good. We may be on a stretch of canal, but which ever way we go we have to go onto a river to get to more of the canal network. The Ouse, The Aire, The Don or The Trent are our captors or seen another way our means of escape. 

Whilst topping up the tank we also wanted to dispose of our mountain of rubbish. I wonder how often the bin here gets emptied? We’d normally have kept hold of our rubbish, but space on board was starting to run out, so we added to the biffa bin mountain. 

As we pushed off to return back to our mooring the wind started to pick up. It was manageable  but boy it was cold. Mick decided to redesign his macrame and swapped ropes around. Being able to get ropes back to Oleanna meant he could tie them off tighter, spring lines added too. We felt a lot more secure and less likely to move around biffing the side.

As the evening has progressed the wind has built up. I’m glad Mick has perfected our mooring lines, just hope the chap behind us on his little cruiser is okay.