Since Pat left, I've done the usual manic boat clean, re-stock and collapse in a heap for a few hours... Luckily, one of the guest changer overs took place in Leeds and I was able to moor the day before Clarence Dock on the visitor moorings - thus making use of Shoreline and water on tap... it makes 5 loads of laundry SO much easier.
You might recall my old phone died a couple of months ago and I hurried out to replace it in the centre of Manchester... well, my new one is ok - except I can never find photos I take ... or rather, it doesn't put them in any logical or dated order - ERGO, when I try to find some to jog my memory of what I've been doing - it's bloody hard work!
Take the Canadians - a lovely couple who came on for a few nights to play around on the boat from Granary Wharf, down to Knosstrop and then up the Rodley and back into Leeds... I cant for the life of my "find" any of the photos I KNOW I took of us having laugh... they have to be "somewhere" on the phone but I'm buggered if I can find them... grrr.
YOU'LL have to take my word for it that they were a blast and we had a smashing time - they even took me out for dinner with their daughter and flatmate on their last night on board to save me cooking. I'm not sure whether that was a kindness or they were sick of my food... I obviously deciaded to take the former theory lol.
AFTER they left, a lady who had come for a few days last year joined the journey and we pretty much repeated the same journey - once again TRYING to get a look at the Industrial museum at Thwaites mill - only to be accosted by a moorings chap who wanted the fiver "mooring fee" but told us the museum would not be open the next day as there was a schools day on... he still took my money... if Id been a bit smarter I'd have said thanks but no thanks and moved across the other side of the canal for FREE - hey ho...
WE went up the "other way" and as far as Rodley before turning round and heading back into Leeds for our final night back in Clarence dock. A swift clean and few loads of laundry later and I was ready for the next guests - THIS time from Australia... a couple of old old mates.
For some reason however when I plugged my phone in to the old laptop today, it FOUND some photos I 've been taking on this trip - no idea WHERE the others have gotten to but never mind... I think the lesson here is to keep plugging it in regularly and let it DO it's own thing lol.
When Vickie departed, I had a race back to Wakefield ready to pick up the aforementioned Aussies and then retrace my steps (well chugs) back to Leeds over a couple of days... The weather had been glorious and once again I ended up a bit pink - weird given it's the end of the year and I should be "used" to sun shine by now...
Their first encounter with an electric lock was helped by us sharing with a yogurt pot
GRP cruiser - who as is usually the case, wanted to hang back in the lock so I didn't smash in into them and sink them.We over-nighted in Castleford and the following morning awoke to a lovely mist on the Canal -
It soon cleared and we were on our way up the Aire and into Leeds. by early afternoon - NOT before TRYING Thwaites Mill museum again ... which was ONCE again, closed... THIS time for a private wedding... grrr...
Luck was back on our side however and we were able to tie up in Clarence and plug back in to shoreline again... - and then the weather decided to change... and not for the better.
After 2 nights in Clarence Dock (so they could go to the Armories Museum...) we set off up stream for Granary Wharf.
We were lucky and able to share with a Hire boat - which continued with us all the way up to Rodley...
As we approached the manned staircase, Lois had a quick go on the tiller - and even manged a smile... the previous shot was more of a look of terror
- being kind, I'm not posting that lol
The first flight was a swift, trouble free passage... it being "run" by a volunteer.
The 2nd one however was a little delayed whilst the most
Hey ho...
WE made to Rodley, where we tied up for the day, and went in to the Barge for a pint (or 2)...
Until next time...
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