I thought it was supposed to be heavy rain this morning. Instead we had what I call light rain, the best sort of rain if you're out in it. Not the all-pervading gets-you-soaked-eventually drizzle, nor soaks-you-in-two-seconds stair rods, but the sort of rain which leaves dry shadows under balance beams.
We did 19 more Hatton-style Grand Union locks, all uphill; I'll be glad to get back to using the small-eyed windlass tomorrow, when we go up Braunston Locks.
This is Jan steering Jubilee into the bottom lock of the Bascote Staircase.
A CRT team was using a grease gun to regrease the paddle gear on the Stockton flight; I told them about a malfunctioning paddle at Bascote (the towpath-side middle paddle on the staircase).
The rain persisted as we climbed Stockton Locks, then, as it was lunchtime and we were hungry, damp and not too warm, we treated ourselves to lunch in the Boat Inn.
By the time we paused by Heaven Sent to see Julie (she came to us for a cup of tea) it had stopped raining. It was nice to do the Calcutt three in the dry; as we came along the Oxford/GU to Braunston the sun came out.
It was nearly headfirst by both of us! - The Ashby is a lovely canal from end to end, almost all of it is rural with plenty of moorings available. But, and this is a big but, the upper part from S...
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