The River Trent
is deep and wide
but its moorings are friendly and easy
The boat on the right was totally hand built!! We locked through with them for a bit and had quite a chat. Alan then raided his engine room stores for "an odd bit of hose" to help mend/maintain their cooling system.
A good place to make friends and play...
The morning mist was beautiful to look at but we were glad it soon dispersed.
...........and make silly faces for the benefit of the camera.
We made our way through the lock - yes just a little
bigger than your average canal lock, and full of Tupperware - sorry GRP
cruisers. (For the uninitiated, you have to be very careful of these if you're driving
18 tons of steel!!)
it's a big scary world out there
so we go out last.
and that's the other way downriver.
That bollard was the same height as us
when we started in this lock!Note the motorway sized signs directing you to the lock (this is Stoke Bardolph) just in case you don't spot the weir.
Of course, once you're through this lock (Cromwell) and on to the tidal Trent it's a whole different story.
Actually, it has to be admitted, it wasn't too bad, and the weather was kind, but we both concentrated hard on following the chart particularly on the way down as it was a lowish tide and there were large sandbanks both sides.
with the anchor stowed ready for use should it be needed. (it wasn't).
there was a lot more water on the way back up.
We had to wait for a long time to get into the lock at Torksey until there was enough water over the cill. Another chance for a gossip (hence no pictures, too busy yakking)
strange and wondrous devices for winding paddles and opening gates!
We went for a walk around the village and found..
This imp has escaped from Lincoln! (Look on that page to find out more)
There is a castle but we couldn't get to it.
another pretty mooring - must find a grotty industrial estate soon to make sure we appreciate these!!
sunset over Torksey.
Why? Look at the name.