Yesterday we set out to lovely sunshine, sadly not around today (!). Our new mutt told us last week that he liked boats. So yesterday we did the Watford flight and the Crick tunnel, repeating them today on return. The big discovery is that he doesn't care about any of it, wholly unlike his cousin, Josie. Locks? Fine. Tunnel? OK. Hard reverse to clear the prop? Cool. What our Maxwell doesn't like is being separated from either of us. It was a large set of experiments to find out how best to keep him safe, manage Bella and manage locks. We made it. Pics show how he really liked going to meet the lockkeeper, being on deck, watching the lock walls move and watch the scenery from deck. Especially whilst sitting on Pete's feet. And my, he needed his rest!
