Friday 18th April to Saturday 19th April 2014
Prior to turning at Marston Junction on Thursday, Diane had generously offered to set all of the locks on the Ashby - she is a kidder; probably going to come back in the near future to laugh at again.
|See - eyepad purchased and it was on sale as well|
As has been the case for the past week almost, the sun was again out and casting warmth onto our backs, but there also was the cold air, which with a lack of a breeze was OK but we were still a bit cold as well.
|Diane says - hope the grass is mint flavoured - saves having|
to put in on later
Fortunately at the wharf, the first and third boats carried on and just the two of us pulled in and breasted up together - each for the same reason - Elsan and rubbish.
As is generally the case, you get chatting and the fellow on the other boat advised us that the battlefield moorings were no more - due to Richard III having the audacity to conduct his battle in a different location, the farmer has rescinded permission for boaters and others to cross his land.
A quick decision was made to moor up on the jetty moorings for the day (and night). This decision was primarily decided on one of us (that would be the one that eats bacon) thinking that the SuttonWharf Cafe would be a nice place for a light morning tea.
|Diane's idea of a light snack|
Off we went - a casual stroll up the gentle incline. It went so well that Diane spent most of it on the phone sorting out the plans for our flights back to
(We got the email through later and it is practically perfect for dates and most importantly the price as well!).
Anyway we were suddenly at the destination; paid our money and had a good look through the display.
|her knight in shining armour|
|just taking the mickey|
|and her knight's horse|
|critical to discovering where Richard III was probably killed|
was the finding of the silver boar
|another part of the display were these magnificent birds|
|sundial - not adjusted for summer time|
|Market Bosworth in the distance|
We were a bit tired when we got back and took the easy way out - flopped down to recover.
Saturday was a slightly later start for us - must have been a bit more tired from our walking the previous day, but the day itself couldn't be much more different to yesterday - cloudy and very cold - even a little ice on the pram hood at the back.
So we untied the ropes a bit later.
Today's destination was planned to be Shakerstone and from Friday we had planned to make the train journey down to Bosworth station - as we had seen yesterday.
Cruising along - there were a few shallow sections to negotiate - we thought about it a bit and decided to reappraise the schedule - we would make for the terminus at Snarestone - just a few extra miles and not much longer.
As we passed the Market Bosworth moorings, the new marina was very evident - the first part is in water, but there appears to still be a fair amount to be done - no power or water to the pontoons.
We carried onto the end, passing through the Snarestone Tunnel, winded and took the last mooring spot at the end of a group of boats - which included a couple of CaRT vessels.
Timing can be everything, and not long after we moored up there were three other boats that had come through - a couple left and the other stopped for water and other services.
A short walk back into the village (just about a km), a visit to The Globe for a quick drink each and then back to the boat - it hadn't got any warmer, but at least the walk made us feel better.
|just a pair of big kids....|
|...trying to get warm|
17 Miles, 1 Tunnel
Totals: 2316 Miles, 1682 Locks, 76 Tunnels, 32