Early this morning

Just as the sun was rising and the moon was a silver arc in the sky, footsteps could be heard behind me together with a rustling in the undergrowth.
The dog’s nose was sniffing in the morning dew, and a gentle paddling on the river caught my attention as our pair of adult swans and equally large cygnet eyed me from the water.
My feet were getting wet, no socks in my clogs, such was my hurry to get up and out.
sunrise 2I wasn’t the only one up at this early hour. A fellow boater and her dog were also on the dog walk, so it was natural we would end up in conversation as we walked back.
This was the second walk Maggie had had, having woken us at 4 am desperate to go out.
Hubby had sleepily got dressed and she had performed the business eventually.
Both cold, they had returned to the warmth of the bed, but for me sleep would not come.
As canine and human digestive juices constantly battled for lead serenade in an otherwise silent night, I knew I had to get up.

Trying to be quiet when it’s dark, finding clothes and opening a cupboard with a push button catch for a jumper isn’t easy, but I tried. I had to let Hubby know I was going out and got a muffled murmur of OK from a lump that I think was his head.
I opened the hatch door, definitely NOT quiet, but at least the door didn’t slam back against the side as Maggie and I stepped out on to the deck.
She was away before I could secure it behind me, but didn’t go too far ahead so I soon caught up.
My need was greater than hers.

I then decided to walk her a while, not just in case she wanted to do something else but hopefully the exercise would relieve the pressure in my stomach.
The lady I met up with said she couldn’t sleep as it was too quiet. She’s been here a week and ready to move on as she’s a permanent cruiser. Luckily her work can be conducted from her boat.
The ducks have been auditioning for the title of Rooster Duck the Second, some have been jackhammering the side of our boat, and a few smaller feathered friends have been practicing their tap dancing on our roof, but that has been the only outsideĀ  sounds for the past few hours.
morning skyIt was a beautiful morning though, and looks like it’s going to be a nice day.
The car is having its first service today and we had intended on having a carvery meal on the way back. It looks like I may have to take a rain check on that.
We had a hire boat come into our basin yesterday afternoon, sweet as you please, assuming they could just ‘pick a berth’ for the night.
It was a huge seventy footer, so almost twice the length of us, and way too big for the pontoon fingers here. Besides, overnight visitors moorings are on the river.
They weren’t expected and someone came down from the office to assist. It was decided they could ‘park’ in the vacant spot almost opposite us.
There was no way he could swing the boat to reverse it in, so had to go in nose first, and they were only able to secure the front third as the finger is intended for a boat of 30 feet.
The thing is, he will have to reverse all the way out as there is no room for him to turn and there are boats either side of him as well as opposite.
We would not be surprised if he tries it though, so if they haven’t gone by 10am, I’m staying here just in case. After our experience with Hire Boats at Stratford, they’re not exactly mindful of other people or their boats!
Ho hum. If my stomach continues to play up, maybe that’s not such a bad thing.
Would hate to only rent my dinner.


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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! 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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4 Responses to Early this morning

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  2. Rooster Ducks. I love that. Early morning around water is a very different life.
    Questionable boat skippers are always a concern when they are near your boat!

    • I have names for most of them here. Laughing Duck, Chortling Duck (neither have told me the joke), Lonely Duck, Flash Git Duck. Rooster Duck (s) and their mates start around 3am!!

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