Thursday, 30 October 2014

Home run

All good things must come to an end, they say. It isn't true, of course, but our late summer cruise has finally done so.


We started out under some blue sky from our lonely mooring, to wend our way through territory that's now quite familiar, though we haven't actually been here since last autumn. Across the aqueduct over the River Sow…


through the beautiful but now practically deserted Tixall Wide…


past the last stretch of moored boats…


before the handsome bridge at Great Haywood junction. 


Then round the corner and through the last little wiggle of the canal…


before arriving at the entrance to the marina.


We took it slowly, and even found time to stop in the Wide for a lunch of the two remaining home-made Scotch eggs with a salad – my best beloved is much better at preparing that sort of thing than I am.

It's strange to be tied up on our home mooring again, after 11 weeks out on the cut. We have new neighbours both sides, neither of which are home. One of the odd things will be to sleep in a bed whose orientation to the horizontal is practically normal, instead of being sloped slightly one way or the other by the way Erin Mae is tied to the bank. But we'll need to sleep well – tomorrow will be the big clean-up!

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