Time to get serious!
There's nothing like the taste of sump oil in the morning.I stripped it, drained it and rebuilt it. The plate that held the one way valve in place was loose and the engine had been pumping and draining its own oil out. Think I got it this time.
With everything back in good order we made a second attempt to head down stream. It's quite a change from the confines of a canal to be out on big, wide waters. What a great way to travel.
The only problem is that moorings are few and far between, and everybody else wants to use them too. Unlike the cut where you just pull in and moor up.
Then we encountered our first weir ! this one was well marked, but we have passed one that if you weren't paying attention you could easily sail right over it.
The weir also signaled our first lock. Manned and fully automatic. The lock keeper sees you coming, sets the lock and on the green light you are clear to sail in.
All very civilised, until we met our first big fast boat. Wow riding his wake was errrm, interesting.
We made Worcester in good time and have moored up next to the race course for the night. In the morning we head for Upton upon Severn.
