Four in the Morning

Isn’t there a song about that? (Faron Young, 1986)
The early flights are leaving vapour trails across the sky, and the birds are singing merrily in the trees. It looks like it’s going to be another glorious day.

Maggie got us up at 3.31 so Hubby donned clothes and took her out only for her to do nothing (he was not pleased). When he came back to bed, her tummy started the squishing symphony, so I got up for the scrambled eggs solution.
Hubby couldn’t get back to sleep, so he got up too and has gone up to do the laundry.

You would not believe the sunrise. It’s blinding, and taking these photos has made my eyes go funny. The sun is flooding the bow with light and it’s only 5.30.

Maggie is stretched out beside me on the bench, fast asleep. Her nose is warm but the eggs have done the trick and the churning has stopped. The heat lately has put her off her food, but we are making sure she drinks plenty.

We have a lot to do today in readiness for our trip.
As I’ve said, Hubby is doing the laundry, we have some shopping to do, and need to fill up the water tank. We have a full tank of fuel (she holds 80 litres), and two 5 litre cans in reserve. The boat is very conservative on fuel and by our calculations, we should come back half full.
One thing we won’t have to worry about though is packing! We just untie the ropes and go.

We leave tomorrow, and will arrive on Thursday afternoon. We have no intention of rushing or spending hours at the tiller, so will enjoy the trip and scenery.
The festival starts on Saturday, so we can settle in beforehand.
We’ll travel back on Monday to arrive here Wednesday, unless we take an extra day or two out having ‘got the bug’ to travel further afield. We only have a river licence so can’t go on the canals, but there are still plenty of waterways to explore.
That’s the beauty about retirement, our time is our own.

As we’re going to be away from the Marina with no mains electricity or WIFI, I’m going to keep a journal, take loads of photos, and share the experience through my next series of posts when we get back.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.

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