Another early start to miss the madding crowd.
We looked up at the mountain of locks before us. Oh well they don't get any easier just looking at them.
When who should come around the corner, the Holiday boat that helped us through yesterday.
All was going well, then we rounded a bend and the true magnitude of our days work hove into view.
The Stockton flight of 8 closely packed locks.
When who should come around the corner, the Holiday boat that helped us through yesterday.
All was going well, then we rounded a bend and the true magnitude of our days work hove into view.
The Stockton flight of 8 closely packed locks.We fell into a good routine, the first pair opened the lock, then closed the gates as the boats came in. Then went on to set the next lock . While the second pair filled the first lock, let the boats out, closed the gates and walked up to the next lock. Worked a treat and we were soon through the 15 locks.
The holiday boat left us at the top and we made our own way. You know you're in the country when the locals turn up at the pub by horse.
There were just 3 more locks to go, luckily another boat turned up just at the right time to give us a lift.
After that it was plain sailing to Napton junction, where we hung a right onto the Oxford canal. We have moored at the foot of Napton hill, with it's windmill on the summit.
We settled in then went for a walk to check out tomorrows challenge, you guessed it, more locks. Though we are back to narrow ones, very narrow. Fenders UP!
