As expected we woke to the sound of the rain, amplified by the dripping trees, one of the reasons I avoid mooring under trees, but here I had no choice. It was gone ten before we were away, 20 or three boats had already passed in both directions before we left and the levels in the 5 Claydon locks was mixed. This is a better view of the off side tree below the locks, OK in day light but something to be aware of a dusk.
One of the boats ahead of us had an interesting arrangement for his heater exhaust, I have never seen one installed like that before .
We also saw a boat whose occupants had put their name forward for a Darwin Award, I hope they have a working CO detector
At the top lock after Diana had set it for me two boats arrived to come down, so I had a chance to nip off the boat and snap this old tractor at the holiday cottage. As you can see the weather is ucky.
We chugged on and my word it was chug in some places, well under 3MPH to avoid pulling a wash, stirring the muck as we went until we got to Fenny Tunnel where things improved. We were almost at the Wharf when we met a policeman wandering up the towpath, he enquired if there were any “barges” moored further along, so I dont know what he was looking for. We moored just before the Wharf and noticed another officer standing under the bridge.
Once moored it was time for a 250 hour filter and oil change, Its the messiest filter change I have ever done, I normally use a 3 finger filter wrench to remove the filter but this time I used a chain wrench that I had (I don’t have it any more) and it made a hole in the filter housing leaking oil down the engine and onto the base plate. Once I realised what had happened I caught the rest of the oil, but had to wait until it had drained before I could finish removing the old filter. If you have one like this be warned.
Today’s Journey2 miles with 5 locks in 2 hours
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