Celebrating the end of our
first cruise on Chalkhill Blue 2
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It was raining on Friday
morning – the first grey start for what seemed like weeks. It didn’t last long and the sun started to
come out by the time we set off to start moving into Chalkhill Blue 2.
Leaving our mooring
outside The Broken Cross pub on our last cruise on Chalkhill Blue
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After a while Karen got
off so Buddy to have a walk to the yard as it was going to be a strange day for
him as well as us.
My last time cruising the old girl on
my own
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Just before the boat yard
we pass through the massive chemical works owned and run by Tata. Tata are well known to us as they are one of
the largest technology services suppliers in Financial Services.
Grey and depressing view
of the chemical works
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Poor old Buddy couldn’t
really work out what was going on as the old boat was emptied and the new one
filled up. He spent most of the day on
the old boat, either sitting on the back deck or wandering around the inside
rather forlornly. To be fair to him, he
has never really lived anywhere else since he joined us.
Buddy on the back deck
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From the old to the new
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The move took a lot longer
than we expected and there was still a lot to do after we called it a day on
Friday. We started again early on Saturday
morning and decided that we would go for a cruise on the new boat at three o’clock
whether we were finished or not. By the
time three o’clock came we weren’t finished but we packed up and set off to check
out and relax on Chalkhill Blue 2.
Heading back towards the
chemical works
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Karen having a go at
steering
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Me checking out how she
reverses – although you can’t tell from the picture
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Moored on Billinge Green
flash
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The flash was full of
Canada Geese and a few swans and grebes and, as usual, they were making a hell
of a racket. One advantage of the new
boat is that we have raised seating in the dinette so we can look out onto the
water whilst sitting down; previously we could just see the sky.
But we had the blind half
down as the sun was so bright
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The geese had stopped
calling by nightfall and most moved on elsewhere during the evening but at
about five o’clock on Sunday morning the few remaining started their raucous
calls. It was really good to be back in
the countryside listening to the birds rather than trains and traffic. There was a distribution centre near where we
had been moored for the last two weeks or so and lorries were coming and going
all night. It was the empty returning
ones that were noisiest as they always hit a big pothole and the noise seemed to
echo round the empty trucks.
Sunday has dawned
cloudless but we will have to get back to the boat yard to finish moving off
the old boat. Also that is where the car
is and Karen needs to head to Leamington for work tomorrow. Our most importat task today will be to make sure I have a full job list
whilst Karen is away this week!
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