Forwards to The River Nene

On Sunday morning we positioned ourselves opposite Gayton marina ready to tackle the Northampton Flight the following morning.  Gary and Joan came to spend the day with us and brought with them a big bag of dog food we had organised to be delivered  to their house!
We resigned ourselves for an early start in the morning and aimed to set off at 8am (early for us!).  Some insomniac boaters in front of us, however, set off at 6am!!  This, of course, meant that all the locks were against us.
The Northampton Arm Workout:-
Miles:  5
Locks: 17 - 12 in quick succession


We worked as a team and the adopted procedure was something like the following:-

- A  Walk to Lock 1.  Fill the lock and open the gates.  Jog (yes, JOG!) to Lock 2 to raise the paddles.  JOG back to Lock 1 to help J empty it.  Get J on his way.  Close the gates and on to open the next lock.

- Jog to Lock 3 to raise paddles and jog back to Lock 2 to repeat procedure.

- Jog to Lock 4 and Power-Walk back to Lock 3.

- Jog to Lock 5 and walk briskly back to Lock 4.

- Jog to Lock 6 and just walk back to Lock 5.

- Jog to Lock 7 and ramble back to Lock 6.

- Jog to Lock 8 and shuffle back to Lock 7.

- Jog to Lock 9 and hobble back to Lock 8.

- Jog to Lock 10 and stagger back to Lock 9

- Jog to Lock 11 and limp back to Lock 10.

- Walk to Lock 12 and don't come back at all - let him get on with it.


Can't really remember what happened after that except that the water was crystal clear, very weedy  and teeming with fish.  We kept going so that we arrived at Cogenhoe on the Nene at about 5.30pm to be greeted by our friends, Ken and Sandra.  The Nene is also crystal clear, VERY weedy and teeming with   fish and beautiful as I remember it.  Really good to meet up with Ken and Sandra and looking forward to spending some time cruising with them.

Flea in the Ear?

For the last couple of weeks I have been having a few problems hearing clearly!  What?  Pardon?  Eh?  Yeah, Yeah!

Anyway, I was SO fed up with it that I decided to go to the Walk-In Centre in Milton Keynes.  Those of you who know me well will realise that I have been really p***ed off as I do not go to see a doctor unless I think it is SERIOUS!

• quite a walk
• then - a wait and
• more waiting and
• more waiting and
• more waiting

                      got the picture?  It was busy and every very young or very old patient who came in

                      got priority.

FINALLY :- I see a lovely young nurse.

      "Well", she says.  "The ear you say is causing you the most aggravation is NOT blocked - there IS fluid indicating a viral infection probably due to conjestion.  The other ear, however, IS blocked.  I would like you to see a Doctor for a second opinion".

Back to the waiting room to ................ wait and .............. wait and ...............

The Doctor.  He looks in my ear and says, " Yes!  You have an insect blocking the ear canal!"  

I turn white ................. then red with shame and embarrassment.

"It's OK", he says comfortingly, "it IS a dead insect!".

HOW?  WHEN?  WHERE?  WHAT?  MALE or FEMALE?

He tries to remove it with tweezers to no avail and sends me on my way saying that nobody has ever before died from having a dead insect in their ear!!!!

(I hope you are laughing, Ken!!!!)

Just on my way out I am accosted  by the nurse who wasn't happy about the Doctor (I think he was Eastern European!) leaving it like this.  She felt it was an infection waiting to happen and suggested I go to A & E!!

My naturally pale complexion became even paler!

"Hang on a minute", she says "let me ask another doctor - a lady!!

Said female Doctor tried to remove the alien body with tweezers and, like her colleague, failed.  Did she give up though?  No she did not!  Out came a sort of flush-it-out-machine and after a few seconds, there in a metal receptacle was the black remains of .................. a SPIDER!!!!!!!  OK it was a small spider but nevertheless, ..................... a SPIDER!!!!

HOW?  WHEN?  WHERE?  WHAT?  MALE or FEMALE?

I WILL NEVER SLEEP WITHOUT EAR MUFFS AGAIN!!!!!

Muttering my eternal gratitude on leaving, my parting shot was to tell them that at least |I had added variety to their work - it can't be every day someone needs to have a SPIDER (albeit dead!!) removed from the ear!!

That ear actually now feels more comfortable but the other one is still horrid!

Give me fleas anytime!

Well worth the Effort

Sometimes I see somewhere on the map and I think it would be good to go there!  Trouble is - most of them are uphill!  Today I decided we should climb to the top of Ivinghoe Beacon!  This involved a three mile cycle ride, locking up the bikes and walking the rest of the way.  It was so worth it - the views from the top are just fantastic.

View from the top of the Ridge.

This is part of a national walk called The Ridegway which starts in Wiltshire and ends about here.  The chalk lion is apparently something to do with Whipsnade Zoo!  The highest point is 750 feet above sea level.
It's all about doing things when you can isn't it?  "Live for the moment without hesitation ....."



On the top of Beacon Hill

We have moved to a mooring just below Church Lock.  This stretch of the Grand Union from Marston Junction to Leighton Buzzard is really lovely.  There are horses in fields both sides of us and the little River Ouzel just a short walk away over a field.

Moored up just below Church Lock.

Curtains

Tonight we are moored up by Horton Lock, over-looking  Beacon Hill, Ivinghoe.   Don't ever imagine that the sights from the Grand Union are not impressive!

It has been a really hot day for travelling and not many boats have been on the move.  We are now about three hours cruising away from Leighton Buzzard.

Over the weekend I was busy making new curtains - two sets down and two to go.

The cruising supervisors have been most vigilant today -

Not a Cloud in the Sky

As you can see ...............
In the past, for holidays, we paid about £1,000 a week to hire a boat hoping for weather like this in a rural situation like this.  Today I've needed to pinch myself because this is not a holiday - this is now our daily life!
In the winter when it gets dark at 4p.m., the weather is freezing cold and the windows of the boat are streaming with condensation ............... I will remind myself of this moment and why we are doing what we are!

This morning we watched HUGE carp splashing about right beside  the boat.  It makes more sense of the pictorial sign I saw further along the tow path.  Not only are our Eastern European friends partial to carp but they are very good at catching them.

This fisherman also proved himself to be extremely skillful.  

He did appear to have have his eye on those carp!

We are now just on the outskirts of Aylesbury and the Aylesbury Arm is as peaceful and pretty as we have been told by other boaters.

Oot & Aboot

In the distance you can see ................ Wendover Woods.  Only six miles from where we were moored at Bulbourne!  So, who's 'bright' idea was it to cycle there?  Up hill all the way!  Well it would be wouldn't it because it's in the Chiltern Hills!!  Never have I earned lunch more!


This was Maisie's second cycling experience .......... resigned but not exactly happy!

After lunch we went for a three mile walk in the woods and it was the best woodland walk I think we have ever done.  (Just as well after all the effort!)  We didn't follow The Yellow Brick Road ... we followed the Purple Footprint!   A  Forestry Commission site and very well organised.

We have now turned onto the Aylesbury Arm and it is truly rural (apart from the last mile into the centre of Aylesbury).  We are surrounded by fields again - no major roads, no railway and definitely not under a flight path.  This is new territory for us.  We wanted to find a good bit of bank so that John can continue with his programme of renovating the window cills which have been badly damaged by condensation in the winter.  Two down and ....... six to go!!

Near our mooring is the lovely little village of Wilstone - just on the outskirts of Aylesbury.  A little taster ...........................

Thatched cottage:-
Number 8 or 9 ..... either would
be lovely.


               Rather more substantial!

  

Lovely old pub - sadly it wasn't open when we arrived.

FINALLY:-

I like to have flowers on our boat ........ you might not have noticed!!  I AM NOT ALONE!!

I saw this -

The answer was an emphatic "NO" !!

Miserable or what!!

A Nodder or a Waver?

We boaters (well, 99% of us!) are an amazingly friendly lot!

So, "Are you a nodder or a waver?" I was asked by a hire-boater who had obviously noticed this sociable characteristic and found it very amusing.
It took one second of careful thought to tell him, "Me?  Most definitely a waver."

Yes, I wave to everyone!  Other boaters - skippers and crew, walkers-with-dogs, walkers-without-dogs, cyclists, hikers, fishermen and ............ BIG waves for children!!

Having said that ................. if it's cold and my hands are in my pockets ................ I nod!!  And sometimes, I've even been witnessed doing BOTH AT THE SAME TIME!!!

Am I a nodder or a waver?  I just  try to be .................... nice!

We are at a place called Cowroast (just outside of Tring) and have been walking on the Ashridge Estate run by the National Trust.  We have seen fallow deer which favour the woodlands, lovely views of the Chilterns and red kites have been  flying over the boat.