Far Coton

Last night I was guilty of leaving git gaps, when we moored up there was a boat, a gap of about 70 feet and then a row of boats, so I moored in the gap close to the row of boats, what happened the boat in front left so it looked like I had moored inconsiderately.
Early morning was quite cool and when I looked out this morning we has bright sunshine and frost on the grass, by the time we set off the frost had gone and we had a fisherman right by our stern, there was another by the bows of the next boat, not the grumpy sort and made sure I had room to lose off and leave.
There is a patch of reeds down the canal and I don’t think I have ever seen taller, not even in Norfolk grown for thatching.

It was a steady run in the sunshine down to Snarestone tunnel, not the straightest tunnel on the system but wide with quite a low profile.

Down at the end we decided not to go through the new lock with the footbridge across it but to wind and moor up to spend a few pennies in the trusts shop. At the moment if you want to pass through the lock you have to get it unlocked by a member of the trust as its not been handed over yet.

After bit of a chat and as I said parting with  a couple of quid we were on our way south again, it wasn’t long before the sun was considering saying goodbye.
Its good to see have all been repainted although the comedian who has gone to great trouble in the past to deface the mileposts at this end of the canal is still trying to spoil things, unless its bird poo dripped down They only targeted about the last 3 posts for some reason.

Our plan was to moor at Market Bosworth for the night and there was actually one space there by the water point, all the best moorings have been handed over to the marina, however as there is now a building site opposite and they are constantly reversing dumper trucks with their bleep bleep bleep we decided to carry on through bridge 38 at Far Coton. The canal is not to deep here by the towpath so we are well aground, slight list to port and two foot from the bank, no need for fenders.

Today’s Journey

11½ miles, no locks in 4 hours