It’s Still Busy. 6th August

Near Moors Bridge 72 to Boughton Road Bridge 59

Short legged banded cows

As we had breakfast this morning my GP surgery called. They prefer you to contact them via the website rather than phoning. Last week I had sent them a message asking if I would be able to attend the walk in xray clinic in York, They had called to tell me I could, I confirmed that I already had, the lady said well we now both know that you can do this. So hopefully in future it may save some people a five week wait.

Todays volunteers

A slightly damp start to the day, waterproofs required just in case things got wetter, thankfully they didn’t. Not far to the top of Hillmorton Locks. A boat was just exiting the top lock and it looked like Nick Wolfe on Aldgate had everything in control. Mick popped us straight into the open lock, Louis and John were the volunteers on duty today.

Keen crew on the right

A boat was just pulling up below and a hire boats crew were running along the towpath to the lock alongside us overtaking the waiting boat. A lady came up and apologised to Mick for not having left the gate of the lock below open for us, no problem we hadn’t arrived when they were leaving it. She helped with the lock allowing Mick to walk down, he stopped to chat to the chap waiting below.

NB Holderness just going into the lock

As the bottom gates opened it was going to be a bit of a squeeze past their bow, gently I came out nudging the bow over when I could to avoid contact. Thankfully Oleanna’s B team didn’t make contact with the boat below as it turned out to be Tony from NB Holderness. Thank you for asking about my knee. Shame I didn’t know it was Helen at the lock, but without peoples boats as reference it’s often the way.

Captive in the lock

As I departed the middle of the three locks it was obvious a boat would be coming towards me, their crew having just arrived at the lock. Thankfully neither boat was in each others way going round the bend, another boat was just coming through the bridge so I had to tread water. The area where the orchids grow at the bottom lock seems to be getting bigger. Sadly today the flowers were already dead, but you could see how many there had been. Another boat arrived to come up, Hillmorton, busy as ever. I wonder if it will be the busiest lock on the network this year after the landslip to the north cut the route in two for quite some time?

A constant flow of boats

For the last two days we’ve seen so many Clifton Cruiser hire boats coming and going from base. Other hire bases we’ve seen have been full of boats, so it was a surprise to see only three boats moored up where you normally have to squeeze past them breasted up. A lot of hire companies are offering big discounts at the moment. I had a look at the Hoseasons website for Clifton Cruisers, they were the only boats not discounted on the list.

We now trundled round to find a space near to the Station, but also not too far away from Tescos. There were a couple of rings available at the end of the moorings close to Boughton Bridge. Not quite as close to the station as further back but there would be the option of a bus from nearby. We pulled in, willow trees overhanging on the opposite bank, tip toed around so much dog c*ap. The chap in the boat in front offered to take a line, very nice of him, maybe it would have been nicer if he’d offered to move back the 18 empty paces behind him. His answer was they weren’t stopping long, just to go shopping! Mick hammered a spike in and we asked if they could let us know when they were about to push off. They kindly did a couple of hours later, we pulled right up to the next boat, leaving enough room for another boat behind us.

Loads of room today

Now moved up we steadily walked to Tescos, a constant stream of boats looking for moorings. Today we’d get ourselves partly stocked up and then do a click and collect for tomorrow for other items and all those things we keep forgetting about, which hopefully during the afternoon and evening we’d remember.

On return Tilly was allowed out, she also played hopscotch with the woofer pooh. A double mesh fence prevented her from getting very far, so this outside was exhausted quite quickly.

3 locks, 3.1 miles, 1 straight, 1 blogger, 18 pace git gap, 2 boxes discounted wine, 1.5 hours shore leave, 1 exciting email conversation, 2 gravitationally defiant pairs of trousers, 1 sad gits meal, 1 more in the freezer.

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