Last night we moored in what was a lovely place, secluded and near to a wood so we could hear the morning birds song. The song birds have been glorious, and something we’ve missed. Unfortunately there was hardly any wifi signal where we stopped Hence us moving this morning in the rain. We’ve now got a good signal where we’ve moored, and am really pleased we’ve moved on, despite the rain. Even more so as I read this morning that the wood was haunted by a ‘vociferous ghost’ so I’m really really pleased I didn’t know about THAT last night.
Since we’d both completed our Helmsmen Course with Willow Wren (a fine training school!) and living on Cyan for over 7 months, I’ve let John do all the ’tiller work’ while I opted to do the locking!
The plan was for each of us to be proficient with what we do, but… I became ‘lazy’ and it was easy for me to let John ‘ride the tiller’ everyday. But after a couple of challenging locks where my ‘little legs’ couldn’t stride some of the lock planks without fear of wobbling off; the time has come to be sensible, to ‘prise’ John’s hand off the tiller, for me to step up, and gain confidence handling Cyan. This results in letting John do the locks! Nothing of course to do with the prospect of going down the upcoming 15 Audlem locks (I lie Your Honour!).
After a discussion; and me doing less than 5 minutes on the tiller, we had the ‘words’ which basically were “Sod it, you take the tiller then….”, which was quickly followed with a sulk! We soon came to the agreement, that I’m left to make my own mistakes, and if I wanted John’s help, he’d step in. Very ‘brave’ man, and not stupid either….
Today’s just a trial, with John doing the 5 Adderley locks. All went according to plan, with me making my own mistakes. Though I do think that on Lock 2 John over-reacted when he jumped out of the way as I entered the lock. Unfortunately, I misjudged the opening, and entered the lock a tad too fast, and banged the boat into the side. John does exaggerate as he said he thought the boat was going to ‘crash’ out of the water.
Today I saw our first swan on her nest. At first glance the nest looks a bit vulnerable, but it’s not really as the nest is on the far side of the canal, away from any walkers. Plus, I doubt any fox or dog would be brave enough to take on a broody swan and her mate.
Normally we’ve not been able to take a pic of a heron, as just before we approach them, and near enough to get a good photo, they take off. But this cheeky chappie was brave ought to pose for our camera as we gently cruised by.