Another lovely morning to wake up to, however they are threatening
thunder storms overnight. That’s OK I
hear you say but no, not for Muffin. He
hates loud bangs and even sometimes when Richard sneezes (he has a very loud
sneeze!) Muffin will run and hide – usually under the spare bed at home. He has been in a bad way while we have been
away as there are so many bird scarers going off. We quite often don’t hear them, but Muffin
obviously does, and he scurries down below and into the bedroom – he can’t get
under the bed so I don’t know what he is thinking.
I saw my first baby ducks this morning sadly I didn’t get a photo -
they are quick little buggers!
At Marston Junction there was another boat coming onto the Ashby, so
Richard had to come to a grinding halt to let him through.
We passed Charity Dock and there are a few more mannequins now.
Richard went passed Hawkesbury Junction to empty what needed to be
emptied and then went to reverse back but a hire boat was coming through from
the North Oxford, so he had to stop, thank goodness! I could see the hire boat was going too fast
and of course couldn’t get round the corner in one. One of the crew shot to the front and tried
to fend off the wall with the pole – which promptly broke in two! I wonder how they will explain that one!
We motored on to Brinklow where we had stopped last Saturday. We got the last space – well on the Armco
anyway and moored up. It was a lovely
evening and we sat out on the towpath enjoying the aromatic smell of next
door’s fire pit. We had noticed when we
arrived that next door had quite an encampment set up with included a
fisherman’s type of tent which just took two chairs. Later on, when it was dark, they had masses
of pretty lights all around their camp and under the hedge. I would have taken a photo but didn’t want
them to know I was being nosy!
13.15 miles
1 lock
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