We wake up to the sound of a flock geese flying over and I think, ‘that’s strange’ we don’t normally hear that in the marina. It’s usually the sound of ducks drilling against the side of the boat or as in Newark’s case; the sound of sirens. I honestly never knew there were so many… Continue reading Day Two – Staying put at Hazelford Lock – Thursday 20th July
This morning I wake up in a right mood. I don’t know why but I’m really pissed off. In my younger days I would have tried to find a reason for it but with age I’ve realised sometimes you can just be grumpy and be a bit pissed off for no reason and like a… Continue reading Day Thirteen – grumpy like a heron…
It’s a disappointing start to the morning when we attempt to use the showers but the water is cold and the power of the water is rubbish for filling the boat back up. But never mind, I’m sure once they’ve had time to rejuvenate the facilities it will be a wonderful site although it’s a… Continue reading Day Twelve… Fradley locks…
After a lazy morning we decide to stay another night on the Marina as we are a bit tired and the next stretch on our way home is back to the Fradley area, which is lovely but as we know from coming up, it’s very tiring and you have to have your wits about you… Continue reading Day eleven… a bit of a rest day, sort of!
We have a lovely stop near Great Haywood after turning around in the very busy winding ((That's pronounced wind - as in windy not as in wind up - hole)) and what a better way to spend a Sunday afternoon. Yesterday we decided to about turn and head towards home. Further up the canal there… Continue reading Day Ten… an interesting time at a new Marina and this is my 100th blog post!
C.L. Peache 