This is a single petunia but has two different colours of flowers - we've never come across this before |
Monday dawned with the
promise of yet another cloudless and warm day albeit with a noticeable
breeze. We wanted to fill up with diesel
and get a pump out before going into the docks so headed off for Scarisbrick
marina late morning. As is our morning
custom when cruising, Karen and Buddy walked whilst I drove alongside. After about three miles we arrived at the
marina.
By now it was getting
really windy and, as I wasn’t sure where the service point was in the marina, I
hung around in the entrance bridge hole whilst Karen had a good look around
from the front. The wind can make it
difficult manoeuvring in marinas as it blows across the open water. This marina was no different and it was
packed with boats – don’t people take their boats out around here?
Karen sussed out the
service point and we headed off for it.
There were already two boats moored up waiting to be seen so I went to
breast up against them. I overshot them
slightly and the wind caught the bows swinging them away from the boats. I tried to correct and reverse but to no
avail (the first time I have ever thought that having bow thrusters would have
helped). Anyway, I did a complete 360
and came back in again taking care not to overshoot them this time.
Moored up three abreast waiting for the service point |
Both the other boats were
on their way out of Liverpool and, just like everyone else who has been into
the docks, the owners were raving about the city and their stay there. It was a pleasant marina and the guys who served
us were really helpful and friendly. At
87p a litre the diesel was more expensive than we have paid for a long while
but at least they were happy to accept a 100% domestic split so it was all duty
free.
As it was Monday, we had
had the washing on whilst cruising so decided to carry on a bit further and
then moor up for the day, so we could get the washing out to dry.
The landscape has been
flat for the last few days and is well cultivated, hence my comment that it has
felt like being in Cambridgeshire or other similar counties. Several fields were being watered already so
it shows how dry it has been too.
This little stretch was atypical with trees surrounding us |
When I fed Buddy in the
morning his temporary plastic bowl reminded me that I had lost his food and
water bowls in the cut yesterday and was unable to retrieve them with a
magnet. This further reminded me of the
last thing I dropped overboard which I managed to rescue without Karen
realising anything even though she was six feet away in the kitchen 😉
I had been leaning out of a
side hatch trimming my beard. For some
stupid reason I decided to clean the trimmer whilst leaning over the water and
as soon as I opened it up, the cutting pad fell in. Karen was cooking, and I acted all cool and
went to get the magnetic and I managed to be so discrete that she didn’t notice
me fishing let alone find out what I had lost.
I retrieved it at the first sweep and suffice to say I won’t be cleaning
it that way again 😊
Going through Haskayne we
passed a trade boat we hadn’t come across before. This one was called the Wool Boat but,
unfortunately, it was closed otherwise Karen would have visited. She, Sophie and Jo are into knitting and are
knitting shawls for Lauren’s wedding in December. Sophie has recently got into
crocheting and crocheted her bunting and place settings for her wedding party
last weekend.
The Wool Boat |
We only had three swing
bridges to go through today and we moored up just after Coxhead’s swing bridge
at Downholland Cross. The wind was still
up so the washing soon dried.
Moored for Monday night |
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