Wednesday, 19 May 2010

A return journey so we can get back for a return journey

Last night we reluctantly set off from where we were moored up, headed in the wrong direction to the nearest winding hole. The fisherman on the bank there couldn’t believe we’d get this boat under that bridge, but we’ve been here before so we knew better.
 
It is a stinker though, for any size of canal boat because of the angle, oh and the brick wall doesn’t help…
There it is in the distance…
 
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Headed for the bottle neck…
 
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Out the other side and using the basin beyond it to turn round in,, rather than go to the next proper winding hole…
 
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Quick 180, coming through again, there it is again in the distance…
 
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Headed for the bottle neck…
 
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The guy on the bridge said “by gum that’s what you call advanced driving.” Dave said (to me quietly) “All you have to do is look like you know what you’re doing, stay calm and don’t panic if it doesn’t go as planned. Oh and don’t mention the bow thruster even if he heard it.” Hmm, right...
 
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All lined up nicely – it’s even more difficult coming from this side, because it looks like you´re headed straight for a massive brick wall on the RHS…
 
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Out the other side and this big softy Labrador (impersonating a guard dog) looked like he was about to jump aboard. Now there’s a situation, not only the logistical nightmare of returning it from whence it came, but also the possibility that it was a real guard dog after all…
 
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Aha, see the arc amongst those reeds? I wonder which boat made that…
 
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This is Rivington Pike atop of Winter Hill – it’s where we get our TV signal from…
 
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One helluva massive mole problem…?
 
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The marina’s over there in the middle somewhere, just before the hill…
 
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Oh, and we got an offer for the boat on the way back. A guy on the towpath said “can I swap my car for your boat?” Me asks: “Is it a Ferrari? Make that two” He He
 
We arrived back about 7pm, sat outside and worked out all the grotty mundane job’s we had to do today. Don’t worry I won’t go into the details – wouldn’t want to bore your socks off. Basically we’ve run round like silly beggars all day so we can set sail again tomorrow and get back out there for what’s forecast to be a very HOT weekend, bring it on.
 
Hope you have a good one too – think the air may smell of charcoal…

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