We’ve not travelled much today, merely a mile, and dropped down two locks.
At the bottom of Black Jack’s lock, we discovered more canal side humour, and a gorgeous tree in full blossom.
It’s surprising what you find in people’s gardens, take these two houses, they share a WW2 bunker between them. The building looks like a pillbox, and no doubt its job was to defend the Grand Union Canal during the war. The canal was a vital artery for getting supplies too, and from London.
At the bottom of Wide Water Lock, we moored Cyan while we took a trip into Harefield. When we returned, we had planned to move on, except we got stuck into a couple of repair jobs on Cyan, namely: cleaning the ventilation fan over the cooker, and repairing the bathroom’s sliding door because it had somehow ‘dropped’ a fraction.
I really don’t know what to make of the boat below. Every item on the boat looks like it’s been placed. Complete chaos. The pic doesn’t do the boat ‘justice’! We’re just hoping nothing falls off the boat, wrapping itself around some other boat’s prop.
We’re now officially dragging our
feet speed. As we’re only 14 miles, and 14 locks away from Brentford, we’d rather hang around this end of the 14 miles, that the ‘other end’ near London as we await the Thames calming down.
Today we’ve travelled one mile, and dropped two locks.