Friday 16th May
After an evening at Thrupp once again, in the pub chatting to our neighbours; Keith and Sara on Harriet Rose, we woke up to the hottest day, clear blue sky and sunshine. We set off early for us at half 9 and got to Heyford Common by 3.15, stopping to fill up with water - this has been the longest day we have done this trip!
Uneventful cruising with very few other boats, until we got to Heyford and it's narrow bridge, where on the other side, Oxfordshire Narrowboats hire boats were 4 abreast across canal, leaving a mean one-boat width to get through. We belatedly gave way to another boat which we hadn't seen coming towards us before we were through the bridge and they hit a moored boat and us trying to get through. A seriously dumb set-up by the hire company, especially as there was plenty of room to moor the 4th boat behind the others. The mind boggles.
Moored all by ourselves again between railway and River Cherwell. Nothing but the merry dance of May flies and the sound of sheep bleating and birds singing.
The real world retreats once more.
Oxfordshire Narrowboats taking up canal width
Bit of TLC for Ani on our secluded mooring
Cheerful sheep, probably because they had broken through to the lock's untouched grass! The one on the right surely requires a speech bubble.
After an evening at Thrupp once again, in the pub chatting to our neighbours; Keith and Sara on Harriet Rose, we woke up to the hottest day, clear blue sky and sunshine. We set off early for us at half 9 and got to Heyford Common by 3.15, stopping to fill up with water - this has been the longest day we have done this trip!
Uneventful cruising with very few other boats, until we got to Heyford and it's narrow bridge, where on the other side, Oxfordshire Narrowboats hire boats were 4 abreast across canal, leaving a mean one-boat width to get through. We belatedly gave way to another boat which we hadn't seen coming towards us before we were through the bridge and they hit a moored boat and us trying to get through. A seriously dumb set-up by the hire company, especially as there was plenty of room to moor the 4th boat behind the others. The mind boggles.
Moored all by ourselves again between railway and River Cherwell. Nothing but the merry dance of May flies and the sound of sheep bleating and birds singing.
The real world retreats once more.
Oxfordshire Narrowboats taking up canal width
Bit of TLC for Ani on our secluded mooring
Cheerful sheep, probably because they had broken through to the lock's untouched grass! The one on the right surely requires a speech bubble.
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