On Tuesday 31st Karl headed down from Abingdon to
join me, he was pleased to come around the bend in the canal and see me moored
up as it was raining steadily and had been for a couple of hours, we quickly
got him tied up alongside me and had a coffee!
Wednesday was dull and misty, I walked into the nearest
village, Dorchester for supplies, it was a wet walk across long grass to begin
with, a shortcut I regretted taking L,
the village though was lovely but I hadn’t thought to take my camera. We sat
out the rest of the day.
Yesterday we set off at 11, it was a badly timed start as
when we arrived at the lock there was a holdup, a cruiser was just tying up on
the landing and we hovered midstream for a while.
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| Hovering at the lock |
Eventually I tied up too and
found out the electrics weren’t working on the lock gear so the lockie was hand
operating, but we all got in eventually and were joined by two lovely little wooden
canoes, one was peddle operated and the
owner explained that he could sleep on it as it had a canopy arrangement that
simply pulled up over him, I never even reached for the camera, stupid man!
It was then a long uneventful journey through locks and under
bridges to Wallingford, our intended stop, where the moorings were all full, so
carrying on to find somewhere suitable, a few pictures of the trip.
We finally moored at Pangbourne meadows around 4pm, 24hour
free moorings and we decided to walk into Pangbourne and have a well earned
drink, the first pub was not great and moving swiftly on neither was the
second, we decided to give the third and final pub a go and found it was much
better and as it did food we also ate a lovely meal there. Pangbourne was quite nice but so much traffic through the town centre with it's mini roundabouts continually busy, ruined it for me.
Our mooring at dusk that’s Whitchurch Toll bridge behind us with
the two lights on.
Total travel: 16 miles : 5 locks
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