It has to be said, Fossdyke navigation is marginally more interesting than Witham navigation, due to having banks you can actually see over, but neither can be recommended for any scenery officiado's.
Lynne got on with her knitting whilst I snoozed until approximately 1300 hrs when the precipitation suddenly stopped, prompting our escape from Saxilby to who knows where, but progress is progress I suppose. No thunder or lightning, but who am I to complain?
We had sunshine and a gentle breeze on our short trip to Torksey lock where, as ever, the lock keeper was as accommodating as ever. Nothing is too much trouble for these guys and I wil put in a commendation for them in due course. We are moored on the non-tidal side of the lock in the front of a long queue ready for the tide-beating 0930 start in the morning, when hopefully we will all avoid getting beached on scotsman's corner again. Lynne has been studying the Trent tidal maps we acquired for our return journey and is already getting unnecessarily worried about interpreting them correctly. My view is the confident boaters will zoom ahead of us when the start flag is dropped and I'll follow them, rightly or wrongly.
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