The first lock of the day was only a few hundred yards down the cut past a string of moored boats. Peering out through the binos it looked as though a crew were make the tell tale signs of preparing to cast off. As we approached them the skipper inquired if we would like to pair up with them through the wide locks to which we heartily agreed. We recognised them as Kevin and Carol whom we had shared with previously. We worked well together negotiating the 12 locks at Stockton and Calcutt before bidding our farewells as they were plodding on to Braunston whilst we moored out in the sticks looking forward to a meal aboard for a change!
When moored up Keith got on with undercoating the underside of the grab rail on the roof whilst Dianne persevered with some sowing project that she had brought with her. After, Keith got out the Brompton to search for a shop that sold bread. An hour and a half later he returned with no bread having visited two villages both of which had pubs and were both closed on a Monday. Shame!
Very tranquil here tonight despite the wind. All that we can hear are the birds tweeting and the coming and goings of aircraft in and out of Birmingham airport; no traffic roar or trains to put up with.
Tomorrow Braunston
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