It was a short journey yesterday from the bottom of Hilmorton Locks to last night’s destination.
We’re used to this stretch of canal and there’s much familiarity about it for us – there are these wonderfully elegant cast iron tow path bridges over the numerous old arms and, now disused, original parts of the canal.
We popped into Lime Farm for diesel. To get the fuel filler near enough to the pump you have to back into this tiny arm of the canal with the bow sticking out into the main canal. Quaint!
We took up an offer of a mooring in Brinklow Marina last night. By chance we briefly met John, one of the harbour masters at the marina, a few days ago who invited us to stay.
James took advantage of the perfect height of the quayside and did some well overdue hull blacking – performing acrobatic miracles trying to reach the leading edge of the bow from the bank! Doug decided to get the folding bike out and make sure it was in working order.
Our mooring in the marina was beautifully quiet with far reaching views towards Rugby.
We sat out on the rear deck and had dinner as the heat of the day died down. John came on board during the evening for a drink and ‘catch-up chat’ it was great to see him again and we had a thoroughly enjoyable evening.
We awoke this morning to this view of the marina. Lovely open views and loads of space. We’ve always enjoyed having the boat here in the past – it’s in a very good position for cruising to a lot of different directions.