Lincolnshire is mind-bogglingly large and flat and rural. We don’t see much of it as the river Witham is flanked on both sides by enthusiastic embankments. The occasional lorry, a pylon, the roof of a house, a plane looping overhead.…
Lincolnshire is mind-bogglingly large and flat and rural. We don’t see much of it as the river Witham is flanked on both sides by enthusiastic embankments. The occasional lorry, a pylon, the roof of a house, a plane looping overhead.…
This morning – up the Boston Stump’s 209 steps to marvel at the views of Asda. This afternoon – glorious weather as we pootled along the river Witham. We were feeling very smug and full of the joys of spring…
After getting up bright and early yesterday, we did some super-strength engine checks (basically the same as every day but we thought about them a lot), tidied up and then realised that we’d perhaps got up a little too early…
I’m sure you’re all still glued to the blog, desperate to know if we made it safely back on non tidal Canal and River Trust waters. Don’t worry readers, we did! More later. For now – bed – and so…
Worst/most exciting part over – on home stretch eta 430!
Tomorrow morning we have to get up before dawn has even cracked and prepare ourselves for our big sea shortcut. (I mean adventure. Three weeks or so ago, we realised that a big lock on the Trent was kaput and…
On Tuesday night, we moored up at Ashton Lock on the lovely River Nene. This is a bucolic spot: sun twinkling on water; trees, fields, chirping song thrush, etc. This splendid river has offered up such spots on a regular…
Apparently, to my complete incredulity, there are such things in the world as lift testing towers. And one of these contraptions can be found in Northampton. Who’d a thunk it?