It is strange the stimulii that prompts us to remember something that has happened, spoken or seen, but last Monday when wetravelled down to Rickmansworth, we met a group of well-dressed walker on the towpath - I presume that it was a walking expedition down to the pub.
Anyway we were working our way through Lot Mead Lock, Diane was holding the boat whilst I prepared the lock.
I noticed they had a bit to say with Diane and there was plenty of laughter as well,so I knew everything was OK; after that they made their way towards the lock, a bit strung out, and the lead man, who had picked up that we were from Australia - his greeting of G'Day was an impressive imitation.
He asked "Did you have much trouble getting the boat on the planet toget it over here?"
the reply "not really, but the excess baggage charge was horrendous"
To which came the retort "You shouldn't talk about your wife like that"
I found it amusing.
We continued our journey down the
|the flow was strong enough for this area to double as a white-water canoe course|
|Our course was to point into the flow and try to keep the revs high...|
|...but it still managed to take us across.|
But as they say a narrow miss is as good as a mile.
|Just a bit more tame than back home|
|This weed was growing well - just down stream from the outlet from|
the sewerage farm - probably the high nitrogen content in the water.
|It does give a brilliantly colourful look|
The phone and TV reception was not sogood where we moored but that didn't really concern us - the phone worked outside and there was nothing worth watching.
Whilst it was a quiet location, we felt that there would be better mooring a bit further on.
It is not like we are travelling very much each day at the moment - just barely 2 hours per day.
|Our first sighting of ducklings for the year|
After a bit of work on Thursday morning we upped pins a took advantage of an open lock topgate - something we are seeing more down here - more gates aresimply being left open - I do think it is a disturbing trend and probably not isolated to north or south.
|Diane liked the front of this boat - the name of which was aptly "Victoria"|
|For Gordon, who was born around these parts|
|Diane was chatting quite a lot to this lady at the lock so thought I should take|
her photo, at which point she projected her upper torso forward.
It was her crest she was showing to me - the story of my life!!
After the second lock we pulled into Harefield marina, Diane thinking that it was prudent to top the diesel tank up and we also needed a gas bottle - one having emptied just a few days earlier.
Pleasantly surprised to hear that the price was 70 ppl and self-declare; gas at ₤26.50 was a bit cheaper than we had seen elsewhere, but best of allwas that in the 20 days since we last filled, the tank took just 39 litres (although I suspect that it probably could have taken another 5-6 litres, but as the marina guy filled it I will leave it with him). He was a nice guy, for a
So full up and paid up we exited in reverse, just as a boat was coming down the lock.
We moored up before the next one and tooka bit of a stroll into Uxbridge for a short look around - it was only supposed to be a half hour walk, but 3 hours later we eventually returned to the boat.
|Wanted: large mouse or rat for running a narrowboat|
It seems not a lot has changed since our winter mooring habits - still keeping an eye on the weather reports and given that rain is coming we will move tomorrow, but not very far - a mile or so.
On an almost final note, I received my pay check for last Friday nights effort and can now say that I am officially a
Definitely lastly, we have great news to report - our son, Mitchell, has finally received his US visa and will be winging his way to Sara next Monday, so we think that is better than anything else that has been happening - we are now spread over three continents.
6 Miles, 5 Locks
YTD: 282 Miles, 177 Locks, 6 Tunnels, 2
Totals: 3176 Miles, 2298 Locks, 104 Tunnels, 36