A Warm Weekend in October?

 

Who’d of thought it? Basking in 21 degree weather in mid-October? Time for an end of season BBQ. Thanks to Simon, Linda, Nick & Margaret for organising a “B pontoon” and friends BBQ. We sat in the open marquee – for that’s where all the benches were hiding but the “boys” did the cooking outside. There was burgers, sausages, chicken, jacket spuds, spud salad, ensalada, trifle & pavlova! Plenty of “beverages – various” to wash it all down and with 11 of us (sometime 13 as Bob & Jenny passed thru  . .  on their way to France!), a good time was had by all.

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Not Going Out

Just because we’re Not Going Out anymore doesn’t mean that the “fun” of boating stops, oh no. With a night of very heavy rain we discovered two leaks of rainwater – one small one near the hatch but no obvious means of entry and then another, more puzzling, dripping from inside the desk. Hmm, very Harry Potterish? It seems rain can creep in around mushroom vents on the roof or more likely around the window frames. It then travels along the gunwales until it finds a low point to drip. After ten years, seals go, I suppose. My friendly and also Aqualine boat owning neighbour, Barry, known as Baz the fish (amongst other things), loaned me a bottle of Captain Tolley’s Creeping Crack Cure – hmm, it works by you gently trickling this lighter-than-water stuff along any crack and it seeps in and seals it. Seems to have worked on the desk leak . . . now for the other one. We really can’t have any leaks if we’re to leave the boat for four months and sojourn in Mojacar.

Next chore or delight, is the annual engine service – no, not where the vicar comes and we all sing praises to the Isuzu but where I don my coveralls and “play” with the diesel engine for 3 hours, trying hard to minimise the amount of swearing. It should be a simple job – remove old oil, put in new; renew oil & fuel filters, check it all over and then restart. Simples. Except being a trad stern, where space is maximised for living on board, there is a big sacrifice of space around the engine compartment. Some folk can take up boards and stand around or even walk around their engine. Me? I have to put on lots of lights and try and squeeze fingers around spanners, trying to feel my way to the obscure corners of the engine. The oil pressure gauge has never worked – it just goes to full scale deflection but now I realise, in fitting the oil filter, the leads to the oil pressure sensor have been pulled off (not me! Another guy servicing it before me!), so sliding these back on and Voila! it reads again.  Since it’s hard to undo sump plugs and get underneath a boat engine, they fit a little brass hand-pump, so you can pump out the engine oil – neat. Taking off the filters (one oil and two for fuel) is also a contortion with oily fingers and weird chain contraptions for filter wrenches. They do go in the end and plastic containers underneath to catch the spills of oil & diesel fuel are a must. So is remembering which way to turn when things are screwed in upside down. After a few hours, turn on the fuel and start her up only she wouldn’t. OK give her a bit longer and still she coughed and shook so violently, that Viv came to the back asking what the hell was going on!! I realise now that I should leave the ignition at position one, so that the electro-mechanical pump can pump fuel around the system – filling up those two filters and removing all the air . . . it has a return feed back to the tank so when all the bubbling and gurgling has stopped, that’s the time to re-start the engine and lo, it did. Phew! I may have saved £100 but is it worth it . . .???

Chore No 3 please. Viv’s away for the weekend , yeah-hah, let’s party  . . . . or shall we re-oil the floor with that Osmo Polyx rapid? OK, floor it is. This involved cleaning the floor the day before. Removing everything from the floor. Choosing 2200 to start the chore, putting everything I need – including dog into the back bedroom. Slowly painting the oil onto the floor until reaching the bathroom. Retire early and let it take the 4-5 hours it needs to dry. Hmm, bits still sticky at 0800. Give it another coat Sunday night. Such fun. But it has made quite a difference. Maybe next year, we’ll carpet the whole lot?? Please?

Next set of chores will be to winterise the boat for our 4 month holiday. It would be nice to live somewhere where the word winterise didn’t exist. Come on ERNIE make it happen!

 

Jenny’s Visit

 

At last a state visit from one of our Cardiff ladies! Jenny comes by train . . first to Rugby and a trip to the Merchant’s Inn for a pie & a pint

Back to the boat – the flags are out!

Wednesday and a trip to St Peters, Marefair, Northampton see http://www.fostp.org.uk/the-building/  

A magnificent church and so much history. It is not open to the public but you can ring them and ask to view, collecting the key from a nearby hotel. We then went on into town and visited All Saints, a much different church but quite splendid too.

Further refreshments were sought out at another historical location, the newly restored Phipps Brewery, where had lunch and sampled Phipps beer and one of their gins!

Through the window, the brewery in action . .

Then home for a nap, I think!

Later that day . . . a walk to meet Jenny, who was walking in a dead straight line from Crick to meet us . . . with a spot of rain and a rainbow

Yes, the pot of gold at the base of the wind turbine . .  well it is making money!

And what’s that in the field . .  ? 

Yes, this is a hare!

After a brief “Where are you?” phone call, we met up with Jenny and strolled up Cracks Hill . . .

Good view from the top

Next day . . . off to Ashby St Ledger and the marvellous manor house and church (BVM and St Leodegarius!)

Famous for being the place where the conspirators of the Gunpowder plot met up! You get some dodgy folk around here!

So good to have the services of a pointy person to highlight the interesting bits

Impishly grinning from within

 

End of Summer Cruise#2 – Day62

 

We stayed the extra day. The weather was good but no work was needed just time to relax. Met up with other boaters (Brindley & DulcieBlue) and watched satellite TV – it works!

Sunday, 3rd September, it was time to move off. Rain was forecast later so off we chugged the final few miles back to the marina – it’s about 80 minutes from bridge 27.

A dull & windy day

Back in our slot, B4. Odd cos there’s no one in B1, B2, B3 or B5, B6 or B7! Feels like we’re the plague ship. Nice though.

This shows how isolated we are . . . for the time being.

All tidied up, fenders stowed. Water taken on, rubbish off. Second batch of washing on the go. Combi oven transferred from the car to the boat.

It feels like we’ve been out forever but it’s just 2 months. It’s good to be home. A brief rest before we head down to Ubley (check on our lock-up and visit with David & Judith, helping out at the Chew Valley Beer Festival). The following week sees a rare visit from Cardiff! Then we head to Whitstable to visit family before heading to Mojacar in October for the winter . . . so busy, busy, busy . .ish.

So no more blogs for a while . . might report from Mojacar, who can say!

Thanks to all our readers. Thank you for your support – I shall always wear it 😉

Oh and Merry Christmas!

 

Summer Cruise#2-Day60/61

 

Decided to stay put. Very misty, moisty morning but forecast is for full sun and lo, for it came to pass! 20 amps plus pouring into the batteries. Lovely jubbly. Good decision. We’ve seen more Yelvertoft boats (Gordon on Cut Loose, Willow, Andante . . .) and all the paintwork is now dry, so pack away the paints and tidy up. Friday 1st September (Autumn starts?), cold start. Painted the well deck, twice. Then went for a long-ish walk around the area, through bean fields and then around the woods – discovered a giant wasp = hornet! Thought there might a nest but dismissed it. Found we couldn’t get any TV signal despite having watched a film (Film4 – The Big Game) last night. Something odd going on with my ickle black knob, the TV or the cable . . . sort it out later. Had toooo many G&Ts – for we have no wine, no beer and stocks are low on everything!!

Happy Anniversary to my Mum & Dad – 61 years today! Hurrah! No further telegram for the Queen but we do look back to last year’s fun with fond memories!  See blogs passim: Diamond Wedding

Saturday did prove to be warm and yes, there is a nest of hornets in the wigwam! Steve went back with the Boggle for a midday walk . . .

Not a very exciting photo but the edges of the well deck needed painting. All done now.

Viv captures the field and haystacks in the final rays of the sun plus a balloon.

This is the actual bridge 27 and that dog.

View of our boat in the distance across the fields . . . and one zoomed in . . .

Back in the cool of the woods – Toby hunts for Squirlies!

Hmm, that star filter in use again . . . dappled shade

Lots of evidence of badgers . . .

Meanwhile, Viv takes it easy and takes a call from Anne-Marie!

Here’s the alarming pix of the hornets nest, which we didn’t stir up but got close enough to take some photos. I did wonder why the wigwam was left deserted and the gardens around were left . . .

The wigwam in the middle of the woods and usually quite well hidden – most folk don’t know it’s here but I posted these pix on Twitter and told the Woodland Trust as we don’t really want any kids (or anyone else) poking around in here, thinking this is fun! They only attack if disturbed.

 

Summer Cruise#2 – Day 59

 

Up early, move boat to winding hole, turn boat round and moor back in the same place but pointing the other way – time to paint the starboard side.

Weed hatch had leaked a bit – on full throttle admittedly but the pathetic strips of tape which acted as a seal had finally given up and new stuff was required. We bought 3m of special sticky-backed rubber tape and set-to on both the hatch and cover. I decided the sticky was not good enough and so deployed my tin of Evo Stick impact adhesive! Proper Job!

And here’s that removable hatch (upside down)

It worked but the two layers of seal meant I couldn’t get the darn hatch on – the locking clamp (bottom of top photo) just wouldn’t go over all this – doh! With some effort (hit it with the hammer, Steve), it went on and in the morning it had all squashed down – purfick! And what a start. Cold overnight and a misty, moisty morning too . . . there is a boat behind us, if you can see him through the mist!

The winding hole is only a few 100 yds away and lo, there were two boats moored just before it. This makes turning very tricky as the hole bit is over on the right, so your stern should almost scrape the left bank but not if boats are there, grr!

We manged to turn but it was more like an 11-point turn than the usual 3 !

Back at the exact same spot – no one here now but us.

But later it got busy! Two Yelvertoft boats behind us (Rushmere & Josephine) and then a surprise our very own neighbours – Simon & Linda on Hyannis . . .

And closely followed by Nick & Margaret on Iron Maiden on their Maiden voyage! Good to see her finally out. I think this must be her “sea trials”

Quite a big boaty!

We painted the grey below the gunwales and then the blacking – all done. And then about half an hour later a hire boat comes along and aims to moor, except the son was left to steer and he steered alright, right into our boat, bang! “Oh no!”, said Viv, ” We only painted that side yesterday!”. No harm done as far as I could see.

Fellow Yelvertofters, Pete & Anne on Rushmere go back to the marina

Followed in convoy by Andy on Josephine – new to boating and a single-hander but enjoying every minute.

We then took our Boggle for a walk around the delightful wood (Fieldside Covert – Woodlands Trust) and saw some of these Parasol mushrooms – Anne had seen them and picked for her husband. We think they Parasols and supposedly edible but we declined.

A gorgeous, sunny day in the end. Here’s the wood from the inside – spot the Viv & the dog!

There’s only the well deck to paint, so we might return sooner than planned, or not. It is a nice spot here!

 

Summer Cruise#2-Day57/58

 

Well, day 57 (Tuesday) was OK, nowhere as warm but good for paintng. I did the maroon tunnel flashing again and Viv did the gloss on the side hatch. I did some more blacking and then we used the Osmo external oil on the exposed wood bits. Can’t understand why anyone would use varnish anymore or any of these “so and so always uses this Veruuca oil“ on wood. I put decent yacht varnish on my wooden seats at the stern when we first bought the boat but, as with all varnishes, you turn your back and they crack, peel and then let the water in. The wood goes manky and will eventually fall apart. Sanding the seats back to the bare wood was then the only option. This German Osmo oil works a treat – it’s a combination of natural oils and makes the wood impervious to water, mold etc plus its not sealed, it still breathes and so has no skin to crack or peel. Brilliant.

Toby sprained a front paw and back paw so was limping badly. Today he made it to the woods and around the track inside, so that was good.  The day was a bit dull and so we had to run the engine for about 45 mins.

I chatted with a guy on the boat, Warsteiner, obviously a guy who likes his beer! He was busy doing remedial paintwork too.

Then the day got a bit busier – kind of rush hour – I guess lots of boats had come up the locks at either end of this long pound. One boat from Market Harborough weren’t given a map and so had no idea where they were or where they should go! “Is there anything up there?“ they shouted as they went past – Crick, I replied and then they stopped and moored, so I went to chat.  I wanted to clarify that this isn’t Crick! They were happy that it was only an hour and a half away.

Despite having 141 TV channels (yeah! The black knob works again!), there really was nothing worth watching. So read a Kindle book time. They keep pushing their free or 99p books at us so I’ll try a few.

Saw a hare in the field opposite, managed a fuzzy photo, well, it was dark and zoomed in (well done me ickle Panasonic). So nice and peaceful here.

Taking it easy, a pipe & Laphroig.
Late evening hare
Isolated and beautiful

Wednesday was forecast to be wet, wet, wet and lo, it became fact. So, indoors jobs . . . Viv was doing finances . . Moving some of our savings to gain an extra 0.5%! Gotta try. Hopefully the rain will ease later and we can do some more painting. Yippee. I’ve set up the bread machine to do a Rye & Carraway loaf but will have to work out the timings as the heaty bit at the end of its cycle, is the bit we’ll need the engine on for! Meanwhile and rather trivially, my lunch snack of our ensalada plus a tin o’fish consisted of Sainsbury’s “mackerel fillets in spicy tomato sauce“, they’ve always been a strange flavour, nice but odd . .  So I read the tin and rather surprisingly I found out why . . . packed in Denmark and with . . Sugar, spirit vinegar, salt, orange peel, chilli pepper, garlic, allspice, chilli, cinnamon, clove, coriander, cumin, fennel, fenugreek, ginger, nutmeg, paprkia, pepper, star anise and turmeric. Wow! Not a bad snack, oily fish and all that spice. Probably around 60p a tin??

Batteries down to 73% but the sun is trying to peep out.

 

Summer Cruise#2-Day 56 The End is Nigh

 

The weather is forecast to be Scorchio today with highs of 26 degrees. We’ve been staying under the trees here in Crick and this has meant our batteries were a tad low (67%), so it was time to move on and get to a good mooring both for the sun and for the remedial painting. We left shortly after 8 – it is Bank Holiday Monday but all was quiet. We crept past Yelvertoft marina and on to bridge 27 – we were thinking of going on to Welford but the towpath is low enough here which means it’s good to get at the boat to paint.  So that’ll do.

All quiet at Yelvers, lots of boats out.

Planning to take on water at Yelvertoft wharf but a boat had moored there – Artful Dodger, private boat, should know better, tricky but we squeezed in and had to use all our hoses! Name & Shame!

Then Viv’s “Victor Meldrew” moment, why don’t CRT cut down all these overhanging trees? Good point – so much of the waterway are overgrown and it makes navigation difficult, if not dangerous.

It is a nice stretch this, with rolling hills – no cars or trains, very tranquil.

Down to the remedial painting then – here’s some “before” pictures, well this year we have down more than 500 miles and  420 locks!! So some scraping and bumping is only to be expected – that’s why the runners are called rubbing strips! The black bitumen paint is designed to rub off rather than crack, like gloss would.

Fully tied up, with springs (sideways or going-back ropes) to anchor the boat against the passing traffic, we togged up and set to . . . another of those “spot the dog” pix – poor Toby had injured two legs in jumping for the ball, just a sprain we think (and hope).

Viv too – working on the side hatch (notice how shiny the sides are still!)

It was a very hot day – time to strip off, well, a bit . . .

Viv applies Fertan – goo that converts rust to a paintable surface!

And then it did get busy – it’s not just the M25 that’s gets all the traffic! Very hard to paint a boat that keeps moving away and then back towards you!

Busy, busy – everyone heading home & back to work tomorrow! Not us! Here for a few more days! Yeah! Oops, Napton hire boat goes skew-whiff? They then decided to stay that way and have lunch!

And here’s the finished photos – well some of them – nice shiny blacking, all scratches & gouges neatly covered over!

Even found time to re-do the tunnel flash – the bit at the back – supposedly to highlight your stern in a tunnel (they don’t, even ones painted white, so I just use a flashing red bike light – not strictly kosher but following boats know where I am!)

Well, it’s 30 degrees now in t’boat and time to pack this in – not many more posts now . . . 56 days!

 

Summer Cruise#2-Day54/55

 

Saturday, 26th August – Bank Holiday weekend – expect it to be busy! We moved on from Braunston just before 9. We’d had a nice chat with the boat in front, called Los Chipirones (which we knew to mean baby squid!!), they inherited the name from a chap called Chippy, I think. They, and here’s another amazing coincidence, live in Spain for the winter months and then come back to their boat! They were taking it to a marina further down the GU, to be repainted and renamed – Houston’s Problem (for that is their name!). Their place in Spain was also not too far from where we plan to stay – funny old world. They were full of interesting information, including how easy it was to become Spanish citizens – something that may happen.

We got to Braunston bottom lock and waited for another boat to accompany us the flight, meanwhile a bunch of pirates had turned up!

Here’s some of the kit we bought from Midland Chandlers – engine spares, tape for the weed hatch, oil and another chain .  . .

Bottom lock is busy, change-over day in Braunston and those pirates!

We ended up sharing with “Pops”, hoping they’d be a help to us but the lady was a trifle infirm, so we ended up helping them, that’s all OK.

A bit fraught that trip. We met a very rude and “shouty” man, supposedly instructing a hirer on how to use the boat, he bashed in to me and then told me off for being on the wrong side of the lock. He may’ve had a point but being rude & telling a fellow boater off is not they way to do it!

A very fraught tunnel trip, that hirer was in front of us and simply went sideways into the tunnel, colliding with the walls every 50 yds. Woe. And at a very slow speed. Still, we made and so did she. Here’s the Norton turn to home and bridge No.1 (we live near bridge 18) – Goodbye Baby Squids!!See you in Spain!

We stopped for lunch at Welton, nr the marina (just as on Day one of our trip), another photo of “spot the dog”?

A nice and fairly quiet pit-stop with the sun in just the right place . .

Nicely angled for the sun and here’s that dog – in the shade.

And did we call it a day? No, it all seemed quiet so we decided to push on to Crick . . . and just as we did 3 boats went by! Typical. There’ll be a queue at Watford! And there was but we all went up, slowly . . . Viv driving in and very expertly too. Steve managing the locks . . .

The “View From” photo of what the helmsman sees – here, it’s that Pops boat in the lock ahead. It’s odd but with these staircase locks, the paddles you can see don’t actually join the locks together but allow water to flow into and out of, the neighbouring ponds.

Chugging on the last hour to Crick – thru it’s drippy tunnel and then moor up. Very handy for the village and it’s Co-op plus The Wheatsheaf, where we went for an early supper of chicken fajitas and lamb koftas – very nice indeed plus a few pints of Church End’s beer.

Sunday is quite a hot day and we promised ourselves not to do much . . . apart from a bit of tidying up, window & solar panel polishing and a bit of shopping. Barry (Blue Moon) from our marina came out to have a pint at the pub with Steve. Chance to catch up on all the news (gossip!)