I'm not very good at this blog business am I! I never intended to write every day but did intend to update it a little more regulalry than I have.
Anyway, we made our way down from Skipton to the section between Wigan and Johnsons Hillock before the numerous stoppages on the Leeds & Liverpool would have made it impossible. We're now caught between two stoppages for the time being - not that it matters too much - we're embedded in thick ice so won't be going anywhere for a while anyway. It got a little uncomfortable over the last few days when the boat started listing over. When we arrived at our current mooring (Adlington) the water levels were quite low so we could only get the front end to the bank. Then the water level must have risen and the back end drifted in of it's own accord, so Dave tightened the ropes. After that the ice came (we've been iced in since 19th December) and the water levels must have dropped again leaving us grounded. Each day we listed a little more, and late at night there'd be a long "bang" which we assume was the boat moving a little further over and breaking the ice that was bonded to the boat - very creepy! Today the ice melted enough for Dave to push the back end out so we don't have to live on a tilt anymore - phew (I was getting a bit panicky as well - how far can a narrowboat list before it falls over?)
Dave's bought himself a workbench so he can work indoors on the cupboards - we have one already in the kitchen and he's working on bedroom cupboards now so we can store our clothes.
I can't wait for the ice to melt. We've ran out of water so we're having to cart containers of it along the ice rink they call a towpath, we can't empy our pumpout (fortunately we have a portapotti for just this type of situation), and we ran out of diesel the other day. On the positive side we got iced in near to a marina with a laundrette, toilet facilities and a chandlery, and in a small town with a good selection of shops, so it could have been a lot worse. (And we're only 10 minutes from mum & dad's house and my dad drives us anytime we need to go anywhere, my mum feeds us every Thursday and my sister & brother-in-law feed us every Sunday.)
I've got a job interview tomorrow for a 3 month temporary contract that, if I get it, will set us up for next summer. That'll (hopefully) be the next new experience for me - putting on my business suit and walking boots and going off down the towpath to work! My brother-in-law said I'll be "that" temp - apparantly there's always a "different" one in every office and I suppose living on a boat qualifies me as different!
Hopefully I won't leave it so long till the next blog (and Dave's got one saved up from the summer that hopefully he'll get round to posting soon).