Good to see Frank back with his Tuesday Photo Challenge. You can find out more by clicking on the link below:
https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/43011194/posts/2711620412
I’m returning to our days on the boat for this.
Our first trip up river and through 17 locks was in July 2015 when we attended the Boat Festival in Stratford Upon Avon.
The atmosphere was terrific and we had a wonderful time, so much so that we decided to go back the following month.
Ah. Memo to self:
Do not go to Stratford Upon Avon in the school holidays or height of the Summer Season.
Whilst we still enjoyed the trip and were lucky to find a lovely place to berth, we got thumped by two ladies in a rowing boat who weren’t looking where they were going and a group of lads under the influence found it hysterically funny when they rammed into us in a motor boat. I legged it up to the rental company concerned who not only called them in early, but also retained their deposit.
This is one of my favourite pictures of the boat which was taken in August 2015.
We went up several other times, each one different to the last, but each time we were able to berth on the river with no difficulty.
This was taken in July 2016.
It was a good life, and what took just over an hour in the car took 3 or 4 days by boat depending where we stopped for the night. Wonderful memories.
I went on a narrowboat for a week’s holiday once. It was awesome! (Thanks for reminding me of it.)
We were liveaboards for three years. It was wonderful, even in winter with its problems of condensation. We had full central heating but no burner and ours was one of the last Sea Otters commissioned being only a year old when we bought it.
If I wasn’t so scared of water I could almost envy you both 💜
It was wonderful Willow. Hubby always fancied owning a boat, and I’d never been on a narrow boat, then we end up buying one and being liveaboards for three years. If our health and greed regarding mooring fees and necessary insurance increases, we would probably be living on the canals now.
Looks like fun.
Regards, Teresa
We loved it.
I loved both our holidays on narrow boats… well apart from the fact both ended in A&E but that’s a stoty of a whole other level of incompetence…
OMG! What did you do???????
First time i caught my hand in a rope mooring and crushed the little finger. Second the missus tripped and face planted the dock knocking herself out and rearranging her teeth. Fortunately both times there were a lot of people around to help.
Lucky! Hubby fell in one of the locks on the way back after our first trip. I almost got yanked in by force when a stupid bimbo opened the paddle too damn fast as I was trying to grab our bow line.
I did cut my finger mistaking it for a carrot when we were at Pershore. Luckily we had a good First Aid it with steri strips. I wrote about it here>
https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2015/08/20/the-bleeding-end/