Friday 10 July 2020

How does he steer like that?

Shortly before we set off from Bedworth this morning fuel boat Callisto came past. (No, the title of this post does not refer to the steerer of Callisto.)

That brief excitement over, we had an uneventful passage to Hawkesbury Junction and onto the Oxford Canal, stopping beyond Bridge 19 for lunch having joined the mini-BCF convoy of nbs Grace and Chyandour.

I always look out for the collection of old cars by Bridge 4. This Volvo P1800 is sadly becoming overgrown. (No steerer there.)

After a socially distanced lunch on each of our individual boats we set off in convoy once more (Stephen having seemingly abandoned the helm (yes, there's the reference)) ...

… to stop again at All Oaks Wood for (socially distanced) cups of tea on the towpath. That is to say, Jan and I sat on the towpath while Stephen and Gwyneth sat in their well deck and Terry and Chris occupied their rear deck.

They were staying there for the night, whereas we wanted to get to Brownsover for a Tesco shop and so I can get a paper in the morning. There was plenty of space on the towpath side; the offside moorings were all taken. We're handy for reversing across the cut to the water point in the morning - or we could stop below Hillmorton Locks (or are the water points there the slow ones? Could just wait until Braunston …)

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