After an early lunch on
Sunday we set off for Radford Semele; I was driving whilst Karen and Buddy
walked ahead to set the locks as usual.
When I got to the first lock, Fosse bottom lock, Karen put a large piece
of furniture on the roof.
She had found it dumped
beside the lock.
It looks like it comes
from the front deck of a boat and as we were so far from a road we couldn’t
think of any other source. It’s always
upsetting seeing litter on the towpath but things dumped like this that are
obviously from a lazy boater don’t help at all – it just compounds the view
that some people have that boaters are messy, dirty and don’t care about
society.
Karen put it on the roof
so we could get rid of it at the next rubbish disposal point. Whilst talking about rubbish, another pet
hate of mine is when rubbish that has clearly been removed from propellers is
just dumped beside the canal. Not only
is it littering but it encourages the less savoury to kick it back into the cut
to end up getting caught in another unsuspecting boater’s prop. Anything taken off the prop should be put on
the roof until a convenient disposal point is reached. Rant over!
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Approaching Fosse bottom
lock
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Leaving Fosse bottom lock
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There was a fishing
competition going on along the route. It
was a lure or jig fishing competition.
This is where the fishermen walk along the canal rather than just sit at
one allocated peg. For some reason we
always find these type of fishermen more friendly; it must be something to do
with the nature of the type of fishing.
Walking whilst fishing must be more fun (not that I like fishing ☹)
as you get to talk to fellow competitors and see more sights. Sitting alone all day on a peg probably suits
the loner and less communicative type of person.
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This lure or jig looks
like a mouse
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This one looks
like it’s a child’s sweet
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The guy with the mouse
lure showed us how he drags it across the water and it really did look like a
small rodent swimming along.
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This guy seemed
particularly pleased with his jig
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After going through
Radford lock we moored up and went to see Blair and Liz who have a permanent
mooring just below the lock. They have
chickens roaming free on the mooring so we had to keep Buddy tied up. Although we had chickens when we lived in a house,
we moved aboard soon after Buddy arrived so he never had time to get used to
them. He would probably be alright with
the hens but I doubt he could ignore the three chicks that looked just like
balls of fluff – stupidly I didn’t get a picture of them as they were so sweet.
We had a good old chat and
a cuppa with Blair and Liz and then set off again to moor further down towards
Radford Semele.
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Our mooring for Sunday night
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It’s quite a good place to
moor as it is out in the open so catches lots of the sun and is only a couple
of miles from Karen’s office. It does
get very busy though and there were twelve boats moored along the stretch by nightfall. Karen’s convinced she could cycle to work but
it worries me as the last ½ mile is along a busy road without a cycleway – it’s
fine along the towpath obviously. It
would also worry me that she would get held up and end up cycling home in the
dark.
My mum is still in
hospital so I will go up to Yorkshire again this week to spend some time with
Mum and Dad. Hopefully she will be out
soon though.
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