Final Trip: Day 4

Day 4: April 21st.

We have always loved Luddington, even though it is one of the deepest locks on the river.

It is so peaceful here, and we slept like logs, probably because we had pushed on to do 6 locks the previous day and only had 2 more to go to Stratford Upon Avon.
We were away early, loo cassette emptied as there is an elsan point here, but no need to top up on water as we had used less than a quarter of a tank.
As our water filter was in storage, we had stocked up on bottled water which was lasting well, and we could also ensure we were drinking 2 litres each a day and not dehydrating.
Coming out of Weir Brake Lock, I always forget to have the camera ready for the gardens as you turn the bend. Not so on this trip. It is truly beautiful.

This is the last lock before Stratford. We were there well before midday, so managed to berth opposite the theatre again and behind our American friends from a couple of days ago. No pancakes today, but they were looking forward to seeing Anthony and Cleopatra that evening.
We secured the boat and walked into town for lunch and supplies, replenishing our bottled water and biscuit supply.
We had visitors in the afternoon, friends from the marina who had given up their boat a few months ago and were some of the few who knew we were on our final trip on ours.

We actually spent one of the worst nights ever anywhere here.
It was noisy with screeching girls, wailing sirens, boy racers, boom boxes and loud music to such an extent that we were lucky to get two hours sleep.
Our Canals licence (£41.95 for 7 days) came into force the following day and we were up and ready to go at 6am.
Our American friend heard us, pulled on some pants, and offered us a hand with the Stratford Basin Lock as the gates tended to open of their own accord thus making the lock difficult to fill.
Once through the gate, we were on new ground, leaving the familiar 17 River Locks behind and about to embark on our first and only canal journey.
Couldn’t resist taking a picture of these cuties by the boat hire hut.


About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and have a terrible sweet tooth. Best friends are Hubby, our dog Maggie, Bro in NZ, MSM and MOH (and his dog). I am also a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! Due to a nightmare of a house sale in 2014, 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat until April 2017. We made strong friendships both on and off the water, and enjoyed swan and duck families for neighbours. Sadly times change and we were once again house hunting until September. We now reside in a small bungalow a short distance from the beach on the Lincolnshire coast.
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5 Responses to Final Trip: Day 4

  1. scifihammy says:

    It’s been great fun reading about your Final Trip and a lovely way for you to record this for future memories. 🙂

  2. Bitter sweet. I think your trip/journal with all your thoughts/reflections of what has happened would make such a wonderful book. And you already have the most beautiful and interesting pictures. Reflection of how life changed and the journey to adjust to it all .
    Travel safe and soak it all in. Enjoy the moment – forever.

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