Well that was fun. As predicted we got out of Sawley marina on Monday morning and, rafted up with another boat before going out on the Trent. It really was flowing and the sight of a boat on the weir made me glad we had a guy from the boatyard on board. We were making leeway of about 30 degrees as we crossed the current and entered the T&M.
Once on the canal we were left to our own devices and chugged through Shardlow and away. Around bridge 7 I noticed a growing rattle from the engine compartment so I chucked the boat into the bank and had a look. The alternator support bracket was loose and rattling against the crankshaft pulley; I rang the yard and asked them to meet me at bridge 8. Between 7 and 8 the bracket came off and the alternator made a dreadful noise as the fan was rubbing against something down there and I ended up jamming the blunt end of the boathook between the alternator and the crankcase. We got some very strange looks from a boat going the other way. The engineer met us at Weston Lock and sorted it out in no time and we were away again. We made it to Shenston(?) that day, Barton Turns on the Tuesday. On Wednesday morning we successfully negotiated the Trent crossing at Alrewas although we had to lay off about 15 degrees of drift to get out of the river and back into the canal. The river was 'Amber' at the time and word on the towpath was that a 70' boat had spent some time against the weir a day earlier so we kept well away from that side!
We made it Fradley at about 3.30 on Wednesday afternoon and after winding went back down through the top lock and moored up for the night opposite the waterpoint . Those new mooring rings are all right aren't they? We had dinner in the Swan that night which was 'all right' although the jam roly poly was a bit dried out.
Thursday it chucked it down all day but we had the full wet weather gear and the wind behind us and we made to just short of Willington before calling a halt. I'm always amazed at the number of people we see that don't have or at least don't wear wet weather gear when conditions dictate. We saw some people going the other way (into wind) that were absolutely soaked and must have been freezing.
The Friday plan was get to Shardlow, dinner in the pub, spend the night and onto Sawley next morning. As it happens we did all that but when we got to Shardlow the red lights were on for the Trent and Soar so we left the boat at Shardlow on the Saturday morning. The 'reds' weren't totally unexpected as we'd had rain almost every night and it certainly threw it down on Thursday.
No matter, we had a good trip, albeit shorter than planned but we did have the unexpected bonus (in the nicest possible way) of No. 2 son not coming with us. He decided it'd be boring so Jan and I and the dog had a 58 foot boat to ourselves. it was wonderful and although its only a week since we moored up in Shardlow, it seems like months. The weather was good, we met some nice people along the way and no-one, but no-one, shouted "SLOW DOWN" at me.
Roll on February 2008.
RB