9th July
We have done this stretch many times now, but it is still enjoyable especially as the weather is holding fair. I am not doing very well with the locks, the bottom gates' paddles defeat me every time, so I gave up again and did the driving. My still-mending shoulder doesn't help of course - I was hoping to use the winding as exercise for it and will try again.
We arrived in Banbury. You always know you're near, first it's the coffee factory smell, then the industrial bakery - think I prefer the latter! We moored where we have before just below Tom Rolt's bridge, next to the lively park. After a little shopping for me and canoeing for Pete, we sat in the bow and then on the park as it was so hot and watched the park life; dog walkers, skateboarders, mums, dads and little ones, young people meeting up, old people strolling. A typical Sunday afternoon scene. We missed our friends, Jenny and Sid, who have joined us here before for a cup of tea which led to a beer or two. That was a hot day as well.
All the windows are out, side hatch open and still our bed cabin is stuffy. Leaving the back doors ajar is the only option and we don't fancy that on this mooring.
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We have done this stretch many times now, but it is still enjoyable especially as the weather is holding fair. I am not doing very well with the locks, the bottom gates' paddles defeat me every time, so I gave up again and did the driving. My still-mending shoulder doesn't help of course - I was hoping to use the winding as exercise for it and will try again.
We arrived in Banbury. You always know you're near, first it's the coffee factory smell, then the industrial bakery - think I prefer the latter! We moored where we have before just below Tom Rolt's bridge, next to the lively park. After a little shopping for me and canoeing for Pete, we sat in the bow and then on the park as it was so hot and watched the park life; dog walkers, skateboarders, mums, dads and little ones, young people meeting up, old people strolling. A typical Sunday afternoon scene. We missed our friends, Jenny and Sid, who have joined us here before for a cup of tea which led to a beer or two. That was a hot day as well.
All the windows are out, side hatch open and still our bed cabin is stuffy. Leaving the back doors ajar is the only option and we don't fancy that on this mooring.
- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad
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