September
Blog Pt 1
Someone
once said...’Be careful what you wish for because . . . You might
get it!!’
I
can’t find out who was the first who quoted it but how true it is.
I
always wanted to live at the seaside...permanently on holiday, (I
thought.)
In
the early 90’s we were offered a business opportunity in Great
Yarmouth, within 2 weeks we had moved.. lock, stock, and barrel.
After a few months, when the petrol station was up and running we had
more time, I realised all the problems with ‘being on holiday all
the time. It was NOT idyllic.
Holiday
makers…. always in the way, parking outside of our apartment,
taking my favourite seat in our local, Yarmouth always seems to have
rough people there...broken noses, cauliflower ears, tattoos, beer
bellies !!. . . ‘an the men are worse!!! However that is another
story.
We
had a holiday in 1988 on a narrow boat...The Shrewley Tunnel …..from
Blisworth tunnel boats.
The
love affair with the canals had begun. It took us 25 years plus too
obtain our dream.
Had
we made a mistake ?, Moving on to a narrow boat, I was the same age
my parents were when they moved into the old folks home !! Complete
change of life style, my health not perfect as we would like but life
is for living .. not sitting ‘waiting for God’ !!
Too
say the first year was a big learning curve is an understatement !!
We lost a lot of money by lack of knowledge, and people taking
advantage of our ignorance.
A
lovely friend this week commented about our wonderful peaceful way of
living. However as with all of life there is always stuff to do to
make life happen. More about that later.
At
the end of last months blog we were at Fazeley Junction waiting for
Tim Davis from ‘Onboard Solar’ to fit the solar panels. Eight
thirty the phone rang, it was Tim struggling to find a place to park
his large motor home , but Jenny soon showed him where, and all his
kit was soon on the tow path ready to start work by 9.00am. True to
form and being a true English work man, a cup of tea was needed
before starting (we also threw in an egg and bacon roll) we know how
to treat our work men !! But, by 1.30 it was all done...panels
fitted.. meters, control panels,etc. all mounted, all the fitting
debris cleared away, but the best thing, the batteries were being
charged without the engine running !! Starting to save money already.
2 solar panels 330w total. |
Fazeley
junction is where three canals meet, We have travelled down the
Shropshire Union turning left onto the Birmingham and Fazeley Canal
one goes to Birmingham the other to Stoke heading north. We are
heading back along the Coventry Canal again, then turning right onto
the Ashby canal. We have passed it a few times but we intend to spend
a few weeks here and see the countryside in all its beauty.
Near Nuneaton, rain then rainbow. |
The
Ashby canal ……...It was originally built around 1790,s to join
the Coventry canal and the River Trent, carrying coal from the coal
mines in Leicester to wherever it was needed. Sadly it was never
completed and doesn’t run though to the river, ending nowadays at
Shackerstone. It used to continue a bit further but, it was closed
down due to subsidence, ironically, caused by the coal mining
tunnels..
Turn onto Ashby Canal |
The
canal is very rural, lovely open fields and the luxury of ...no
locks. It is a very shallow canal and the books advise that mooring
at night can be difficult due to shallow waters at the edge.
I
can’t get over the amount of fields which look as if they are not
being used..laying fallow is part of the farm cycle but there are no
animals or crops on a lot ..why ??
Mind
you, if you can claim subsidises from the government / EU do some
farmers need to work ??
I
wonder.
Ashby canal pictures..... |
For
people who wouldn’t know canals are only about 4ft deep in the
middle, and are U shaped. Tapering out to less than 2ft. on the bank
side. With ‘sludge’ building up it often won’t allow you to
moor. Using the visitor mooring is advised.
A
lovely story on the cut is told of a holiday maker who for some
reason fell off the hire boat they were on .
Splashing
about in the water he was heard to be shouting out … Help!!...
Help!!...I can’t swim !!
an
onlooker on another boat shouted too him...’Just stand up’ !!!
…..Over coming his panic, he managed to do as advised..Standing on
the bottom, the water came just up to his rib cage...The look of
relief, I believe, was classic.
We
have had a nasty incident on the visitor moorings on the first
evening. We had just moored up and a hire boat came past at full
throttle...and then immediately threw it into reverse. The wash
caused, moved our boat quite violently. When this happens it bangs
against the armco which we are tied too. This is the only thing our
dogs can’t cope with. They get frightened by the bang ...which is
very loud. I went out to have a word with the driver of the boat only
to see he was stuck across the canal. His nose was stuck nearly on
the bow of the boat moored behind us. His stern was on the bank the
other side, or rather stuck on the ‘sludge’ on the other side. He
was revving the engine at virtually full throttle. I enquired if it
was the first time they had driven a narrow boat ??
to
which I had the retort ...what do it look like !! YES..
I
commented it was canal courtesy to ‘slow down passing moored
craft, because they had moved stuff about on our shelves….However
...would they like a hand to moor.??
NO
THANK YOU ….glare.
So
we went back into Infinity and just watched them…..Struggle. Didn’t
smile, . . .Honestly !!
well
not looking out of the window.
The
driving of a narrow boat is totally not logical...To go right...you
steer the tiller . . Left.
To
go left you steer ..Right…..To move off the bank ...you drive into
it (start with) before straightening up. There are other things which
aren’t logical but, after a while like driving anything it comes
with practise.
One
member of the crew was on the bank pulling the boat (about 17 +
tonnes) while the member on the back driving was reving the boll….,
sorry heart out of the engine, max rev’s..with the tiller in the
wrong direction ..actually pushing the boat on to the bank !!
If
they had just listened, it would have been so much easier, they would
have been down the pub a lot quicker. In a situation like that its
logical to use the power ..wrong !! less revs is the best way, I did
go out again and explained
They
came over as not very nice people, very noisy on returning to their
boat.. but
When
Jenny took the ‘furry kids’ out for a leg lift and squat before
bed, it was a good job she noticed some one had untied the bow rope.
It was totally impossible for it to have come loose on its own
account because I use a double clove hitch over the front mooring
pillar held in place. If it had come off we would have drifted across
the cut and blocked it off. I managed to re-tie before any damage was
done.
There
were only 2 sets of people around, one of them being us. They came
back passed the next day and gave us ‘that look’ ...you know the
one ?? and started laughing.
Luckily
people like this a very few and far between on the cut.
We
have survived hurricane ‘Aileen’ but its very windy today. The
solar panels are working brilliantly. Rough working out we should
recoup the investment within a year, with the saving on diesel and
engine servicing costs. Well lunch time now. A cuppa soup and a
cheese sandwich will keep us going till tonight. Cottage pie ..beans
and a glass of red with onion gravy..loverrrly !!
Jenny
has had a busy morning repainting the engine room, one of the jobs
she has chosen to do while out of port. I’m doing this then I’m
going to replace the wood behind the lock on the front door (which is
at the back) ..or rather re-stick it as it’s fell apart, been held
together with duct tape for 6 months
Part of Bilge or engine room before |
and after, still got another weeks work in it.... |
Handing
over to Jenny to put the photos on and edit before posting
TTFN
Another
bit of waffle later in Sept..towards the end. We should be back in
the Rugby area as I’m entertaining at a wedding at . . The Barley
Mow . . Newbold -on – Avon ..
Simon
and Kelly the landlord and landlady are getting married. All welcome
at the pub in afternoon.