My turn to see to her ladyship at 5.50 am and give Hubby a much deserved lie in.
Yesterday, rain and/or snow was forecast for this morning, so my logic was to get up and out before it hit, then I wouldn’t have to do my yellow condom impression.
These suits keep out the rain an absolute treat, but for me, still being on the chubby side despite my almost five stone weight loss over the last decade, they restrict my movements, and as for bending over to do up or undo the helm skirt, well, let’s just say I’m waiting for that extra bit of ventilation.
Still, I was lucky.
Bennie hatted, gloved and coated, and armed with my trusty walkie talkie, torch and pooh bags, Maggie and I set off.
It was surprisingly mild, and rather pleasant actually.
I could hear Laughing Duck in the distance, but other than that, and the sound of the pontoon boards cracking under my feet, it was quiet.
Last night, the temperature dropped to minus 2, but there was no wind chill. We are due three or four days of cold weather, so the water supply to the pontoons has been cut off again and hopefully will be turned back on for a few hours a day.
No problem for us as our contingency plan works.
Walking out this morning, the illumination from the pontoon pillars was sufficient for me to see the ice shelves on the bank where the water level has dropped. There is also ice on the surface again (pics taken 8.15)
We are still sub zero (7.35 am), and according to the forecast this morning, the rain/snow has postponed its visit until this evening.
Oh goody 🙄