An alarm at 3.45am, as I had work this morning. It was a ten minute walk along the towpath to the car, which we had moved into Cosgrove on Christmas Eve. It was clear and cold, with bright moonlight.
I came back to the marina after my shift, and Adrian had walked along to meet me. We walked back to the boat, passing these characters in Cosgrove.
After lunch we set off back to the marina.
The lock needed turning, and we had an audience of walkers to watch us come up.
Unlike every other day this short trip there wasn’t a breath of wind. Even the marina was still, which sometimes means it’s harder to spin round to reverse into the berth, but actually it all went extremely well. An hour after setting off, we were all secure in our berth.
We have nothing planned for this afternoon; tomorrow we head home — me via work, and Adrian via his aunt and uncle in Kent.
1 mile, 1 lock. (3 miles, 2 locks)
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