We set out to a murky but warm day, preparing to stop at Debdale for fuel. But a boat hull was being steamed and there was no room, so we glided by. We got to Foxton bottom intending to moor there for the week. But all the 14 day moorings were full, so Pete booked in to rise up the 10 locks to the top pound.
The weather started to get worse, with blustery wind and tiny showers, but it was still warm. We had occasional chats with gongoozlers, lockies and bank staff and thoroughly enjoyed the flight. We were delighted to have permission to moor again at our dear top lock mooring, opposite the Lock Keepers Cottage and the opposite side from the towpath. A little bit of heaven for our last few days of holiday.
Oh, and within the half hour after mooring, the heavens opened!
