We're moored in Newbold, really the opposite side to Rugby from Hillmorton. Not too far away, but a different world!
We set out just before 12 today after a bimbling start, full of excitement. We've travelled little this year, calculated a few hours ago at half last year's mileage. What with the drought, exhibitions and lock-keeping, life was a bit too full to travel along for life as we have done the last four years. So we were both delighted to get a few more miles through our engine!
We bimbled along even then, helping Callisto, a coal boat, make its way. Because of stoppages, Callisto has not been on the rivers for two months and her circuit is the Leicester Ring including the rivers Trent and Soar. So we were pleased to help. Then we stopped in Brownsover to let Josie stroll and as the light went down, we decided that Newbold would be a good overnight mooring. We've been here a number of times, so as with many moorings, it feels happily familiar.
