Follow the flood...
We waited a couple of days after mum and dad had packed up from their Eriba caravan club meet before making any decisions about where to go next and what route to take. Up until Wednesday morning we had loitered in the basin next to the services. We didn't get up particularly early today, Deb is going through a phase of deciding not to sleep between about 3 and 6am and has chosen to use this time productively by spending it fidgeting! That and the fuel services doesn't open until 10. It does feel a lot earlier than it is though, a bonus to the time of year and not being at work. Light levels that you would have to be up for at about 5.30 on summer mornings are available at the far more reasonable time of 8.00. The sun is out and the sky is blue, not a breath of wind.
LJ's hull wasn't made too far from here and she was fitted out in Redditch so it was not surprising that she had done some time here. Two people had stopped to say they recognised her from ten years ago. One couple who knew the artist that did the decorative painting, and one guy who said she was known locally not as Lois Jane but as 'Apples and Pears'.
|Above Stourport basin|
|In Stourport basin|
|LJ's Apples and Pears|
|NB Chance (pic stolen from their blog -shh)|
|That's the river through there!|
|If it looks like I'm concentrating it's cos I AM! - and regretting not going to the loo before setting off|
|I thought that there was a fire in the distance, then I realised it was the spray from the top of Niagra!|
|The entrance to the lock was fairly close|
|Not that close though - lots of trees caught up but these ones won't be for our fire|
|Lock gates closing on us - slightly bigger than we are used to|
|Rejoining the river downstream of the lock|
|Now follows, lots of wide river shots|
|Saw one boat going the other way, clinging to the edge where the flow was less - looked a struggle|
|The water has dropped quite a lot over the last week but more rain from Wales will be arriving via the river over the next couple of days|
|Looks like most of the floating debris has found land|
|Which arch to aim for - let the rather brisk wind decide|
|Full throttle to persuade LJ through the middle one|
|Nearly there - only about quarter of a mile (or about 20 seconds!) to the basin and a very quick U -turn across the flow|