The first thing we do these days is look at the weather forecast. Moan, groan or grin, debate whether to move or not, weigh up the pros or cons of our current mooring to our potential destination then make a cuppa tea whilst we agree to look out of porthole after breakfast, then decide. It seems nothing is predictable. However, we had agreed to meet up with our friends John and Martina on Burnt Oak, who were travelling in the same direction as us. And despite the grey sky we’d been promised 16 degrees so a good day to cruise.
We had suggested meeting up on the other side of the tunnel
However we were being chased as John and Martina arrived just after us
And half an hour later, they followed us out, and we got to see their new paint work. (I’ll leave it to them to share any details)
Luckily they trusted our boat handling skills enough to share the flight of 7 locks down into Braunston
We even had a choice of mooring once we arrived in Braunston
The promised 16° didn’t happen, despite the tantalising glimpses of blue sky, but the clash of warm and cold fronts did produce some tropical downpours and 40mph winds which kept us in Braunston an extra day. We still managed to get to one of our favourite shops on the system, Tradline, the rope and fender specialists
And to the Butchers for some Braunston Bangers, although Gongoozlers Rest is still on restricted opening hours which meant I had to cook the breakfast
