Last night we ate at Turmeric Gold in Spon Street, somewhere we will definitely visit again. Well worth the walk.
After last nights dinner I couldn’t do a full English at Playwrights justice this morning so we had breakfast onboard as usual. Gorety is much more of a café than a shop now but thankfully they still sell cakes to take away. Next time we come we will arrive early enough for lunch there.
There is major work going on at the boaters services in Coventry basin and they have dug a trench out to the pump out point with safety barriers all around it.
A short way up the canal there is a whole yard of Unimogs, they have been there sometime as some are turning green.
Last time we came down here I noticed that like Birmingham some of the bridges had ports for fire hoses to be lowered into the canal, unlike Birmingham, Coventry’s have been bricked up.
Some time last year we passed under this bridge and the length of PVC guttering supporting cables had slipped down. I fixed it back but didn’t rehang the cables, this lead to CRT issuing a navigation warning and months of wrangling who’s responsibility the cable was. This trip the guttering was down again, so we stopped and I refitted it and also put the cables back on. Must have saved the five grand.
This has changed since we came down the arm yesterday, much greener today, the season is definitely changing now and it 15°C this afternoon.
At bridge 6 we shopped for Diana to visit Lidl, it gave me the opportunity to recalibrate our water tank gauge, this can only be done with an empty tank and this morning while it still indicated a quarter we ran out.While I was waiting I also reported the shopping trollies to CRT as they are right by the bridge. Too much for me to pull out and take to the bins.
As soon as she returned we were on our way, opposite Exhall Basin we spotted some wild life, a couple of Brown Rats, not surprising with the amount of food people are throwing down for the birds.
At Hawkesbury Junction we turned onto the Oxford Canal passing through the lock and stopping for water, I pas please to see that gauge was near enough correct when the tank filled, so that little job looks a success. On our way again and the offside field under the powerline pylons is flooded as usual, the only time I have seen it dry was last summer.
We carried on, meeting the firs boat coming towards us for two days and moored for the night on a shorth stretch of piling about half a mile before Ansty. This is probably the furthest spot from the motorway along here.
8 miles with one lock in 3¾ hours.