Here we are again, a little week out. Pete says he's beginning to get on with Norton Junction with much more finesse. Sounded good! Clipped the juction just a tiny tad, but the wonky Braunston tunnel was untouched. We shared the locks with Emerson Speedway, a Canaltime shared boat with a much experienced crew.
The big news of the day was the fog. We realised that we probably had the best transport for such a day - no motorway issues, no airport closures, 4 miles an hour maximum. Pete says that he could see the bridge parapet before the bridge hole. It was so odd and oddly magic.
"Pete says" a few times tells the story that Elizabeth is on part-time holiday and spent the travelling times at the desk. Also magic. As Bella glided through the Autumn cool air, Elizabeth's cob webs cleared and the view each time she looked up was different than the last. From the same desk. Got to be magic.
Mr Well also enjoyed the trip, spending much of the time on Pete's feet. His very attentive face is because he's seen a moored boat. Which might have a dog aboard. Might.
