Saturday, 16 May 2015

Woodhall Spa to Lincoln on Witham Navigation

A very,very early start due to a combination of factors. The first obvious one was extreme cold. There is an old saying, used by wizened old men in pubs and working men's clubs ( do they still exist? ) The clubs, not working men. "Never cast a clout till May is out", referring to the likelihood of morning frosts till the end of May.
The second was Sadie Yoko Ono, who's latest trick is to silently invade the bedroom very early whilst I am asleep and plonk herself on my legs to sleep, restricting any possible movement, particularly trips to the loo, which are then resisted  noisily .
The third was  a particularly noisy wood pigeon in the vicinity. He/She did not wake me up but certainly prevented any return to sleep.
The fourth, and chief culprit, was a severe return of my waste disposal problems causing extreme discomfort. 
I had been requesting doses of remedial medicines for several days, but Lynne has been busy with other matters, bless her, so this morning I was able to raid the medicine cupboard unoticed, but to no avail. I was unaware of a second, secret "stash", ironically containing just what I needed, which Lynne revealed once she was awake. Today should prove interesting, to say the least !!!!
A sunny, very calm morning, ideal for our return trip to Lincoln, where the dodgy electronic guillotine lock apparently packed up completely yesterday, trapping the poor sole in a launch currently on "our" pontoon for several hours. Hopefully it will be fixed in time for our need to use it.
It wasn't.
Making our way along the ultra boring Witham we decided to change drivers every 3 kms to keep ourselves awake, which succeeded. We arrived at Stamp End lock by midday, but got stuck in it with a medium size cruiser and two other boaters for over an hour. The electronic guillotine gate was faulty and refused to allow us to fill or empty the lock, however much we tried. An CRT engineer was phoned and promised to attend ASAP, but in the meantime we managed to escape and moored for lunch in Lincoln at our previous spot in ever-increasing winds.

 Lynne went shopping for much needed supplies before we left for moorings at Saxilby on the Fossdyke Navigation.

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