Day 4, July 3rd, our arrival

At 6.40 am, Maggie was sick and felt sorry for herself for the next few hours. We’re not sure if it was a combination of the heat and travel, or she had picked something up at one of the locks when she got off the boat to explore.
So far, she had done us proud, never going far, misbehaving or getting in the way so we delayed our departure to give her time to sleep it off.
day 4 dawnThis was the dawn, overcast, cool and bearable! We’d had a little rain the day before, but not sufficient for us to want to don our waterproofs. In fact, we’d sat on the helm enjoying the shower and opportunity to cool off after the dreadful heat on Wednesday.
day 4 ducksWe’d chatted with some people in front of us on the mooring who were also going to the festival but were intending to arrive later in the morning as they had been before.
We only had two more locks to go, but were unsure of the procedure on arrival, so set off at 9 am so that we could take our time.
day 4 pre festivlWe passed this moored boat on the way even though we were nowhere near the end of our journey. It gave us a flavour of what was to come!

We had to ‘rescue’ a six foot log from the lock, and were surprised that the boats that had gone through before us had just left it there.
Hubby got some rope and the boat hook, and between us we managed to hoist it out and left it on the side. Once dry, it would make a nice seat for someone to sit on.
day 4 nearly thereOur new friends therefore caught us up, so we went through the last lock together at 10.30.
This one was manned by some festival officials who ticked our boat names off and told us where we had to go.

We chugged slowly up the river and were directed into a space alongside the bank by the recreation ground. We whacked in our ground spikes, tied up and our new neighbours (back and front) introduced themselves. What a lovely bunch of people.
There was a little bit of an upset in the proceedings as a huge wide beam had ‘stolen’ the space allocated to us and refused to move, so everyone had to be moved down a bit as he was 60 feet and we are only 41.
As things turned out though, we had an ideal spot with some shade from a willow tree, and with no-one moored parallel alongside us, nobody would be going across our helm to get aboard their own vessel.
festival boats 1We locked up and walked into town for something to eat, enjoying the atmosphere and taking it all in as to what was going to be on offer over the weekend.

Our friends from the marina arrived late in the afternoon as they’d started out a day later than us due to work commitments (we would be going back in convoy with them).
They kindly lent us some bunting for our boat as we hadn’t thought about it, and were berthed just a few yards further up from us.
festival boats 2We got to bed just after 9pm, exhausted and excited about the festival.
Maggie seemed to be over whatever had upset her tummy and settled down quite quickly.
In the early hours we were hit by the thunderstorm of all thunderstorms which lasted well over an hour with torrential rain for the duration.
Maggie stayed in the bathroom (which she has adopted as her sanctuary), and as we listened to the rain hammering against the boat, we both wished we’d put the covers back on in their entirety and not just the bottom skirt!

Summary Day 4:
Number of locks: 2
Time as in engine hours: 2 hrs
Distance travelled: 3 miles
Total journey: 42 miles.

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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! We have recently lost our beloved dog 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, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. 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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