Went to bed last night under a lovely canopy of stars, to awake to a cold, wet and windy morning. So what can we do this morning? I know - lets watch Margaret Thatchers funeral on telly! To be fair, it was a piece of history.
Funeral watched (we know how to have a good time!) we set off at noon. During the afternoon the weather slowly became windier and windier - as we got higher and higher. I had to stand, braced legs apart holding onto the tiller - and not a pub in sight! The last few locks up to 'the summit' are the Claydon flight and the boat was almost unmanageable. Fantastic views = no hedges or trees in the way = no obstruction to the blowy stuff. Only crashed the boat once. We wanted to turn right, but the now gale force wind wanted us to go left. We ended in a compromise and we went straight on. Only the canal didn't..... Annie went on ahead to set the next lock each time so lot of walking back and forth! Tomorrow she wants to use her bike.
At the top of the Claydon flight is the Wharf Inn, where we have stopped before. We moored up and wandered round to the Wharf for a swift one. Quite busy with boaters - you can tell spring is breaking out.
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| Our lass with windlass |
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| Hare today gone tomorrow |
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| Waves with white horses on them! |
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