What a hoot of a day. We set out from Fenny just after 9:00 to meet Helen with her friend, Lorraine, and Helen and Dom's dogs, Defa and Trio at Marston Doles, the top of the Napton flight. In between much conversation, cups of coffee, various walks with dogs and chats with other boaters, we finally made it down the flight of nine locks just before 2pm. It would have been faster but for the great conversations when someone needed reminding to lower a paddle or open a gate. It was a blazing warm day, still a relief from so much rain.
We got to Braunston just before 5, fully prepared to carry on to Blue Haven and then thought, why? We pulled in to a mooring just north of the Braunston turn on the north Oxford canal and had a wonderfully peaceful night. We put on the engine again for an hour or so for the bread machine to make the dough, then sat down for our usual Friday pizza night.
