7th May 2022
We awoke to clear blue skies after a night of rain. We hope the sun shines in Chilton, Bucks – congratulations on your wedding day Jack and Nicole, only two years late thanks to Covid. The may blossom has bloomed this morning and is as pretty as a wedding dress. Sunshine, insects and it’ll soon be pink and lacey, like a bridesmaid.
We had a problem free run down the last three miles of the Ashby to Marston Junction where we turned right towards Atherstone.
We had heard that our friend Terry had been to collect their newly re-painted boat Grace from Springwood Haven and was bringing her home. It wasn’t long before we met him just south of Nuneaton. A pause for a quick chat and we then continued on our merry ways.
As we approached the Anchor Inn at Hartshill, a couple of tatty boats, skippered by equally tatty gentlemen, pulled out in front of us and then proceeded along very slowly. The boat immediately in front of us must have got so much rubbish around his prop – judging by the prop wash he was generating. At Hartshill yard the front one pulled onto the water point whilst the other moored in the layby opposite. As we passed them the chap on the water point beamed at us and announced that ‘the plan had gone really well!’ It hadn’t seemed all that complicated to us. Perhaps the herbal smells had something to do with their perception.
As we approached Atherstone we spotted a couple of brown birds, about female blackbird size, fighting on the towpath. It appeared to be a ‘no holds barred’ battle.
We moored at the top of the flight and visited Aldi to restock the kitchen. We’ll attack the lock flight tomorrow morning.
G & B
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