Day 2 and 3 of our voyage. Weather showers and sunny spells. Warmish. We have travelled 28 miles and 15 locks north from our start on Friday. We stopped overnight at Aston-by-Stone on Saturday night and Ham Heath on Sunday night. Beautiful country side all the way. Lots of creatures.
Sorry about the technical information above but my bearded one wants me to keep a sort of log. I hope this will not encourage you to lose interest in my diary. In this regard, I am told it will get boring if I write every day and so this is a synopsis of our first two days.
It has been exciting dodging the showers and exhausting, it seems I might have walked most of the way! This is one of my favourite things.
We left Wolseley after breakfast on Saturday and cruised through some lovely countryside, for a while I sat peacefully on the back and kept my bearded one company and we saw lots of wildlife and he claims to have seen a kingfisher I missed it but I did eat a butterfly by accident. I was told it was a ” Comma”. We saw several Herons and lots of ducks and moor hens, he told me.
There were quite a few locks and this gave me the opportunity to walk from lock to lock with my long haired one who seems to be in charge of opening and shutting locks.
To start with I made a small error, I jumped off our long kennel when I shouldn’t have done and got my bottom wet. As a result I have been made to wear my going away outfit when we are cruising in case I do it again (apparently this makes it easier for them to hoik me out of the canal with a boat hook!) I should koko !!
I remember the routine now from last year, I sit tight either on the boat or on the shore until I am told it is O.K. Then I am allowed to jump. This routine I had forgotten in my excitement.
The sky went very black towards the end of the day on Saturday and we were just south of Stone and passing a new marina called Aston Marina at the time, we entered because we were curious and in case we needed shelter. They sold Adnams. I got tied up to a tractor whilst they all went shopping allegedly. See my photos. Me and the tractor, the sky as we moored up and a joke they played on me, the ball wouldn’t move! Lastly, this is me in my going away outfit, with my long haired one and her sister
They let us stay the night in the Marina.
There were quite a few locks on Sunday but they were mostly close together and so I did not walk so far and besides I was quite tired.
They left me in charge of the long kennel while they visited the Wedgewood factory and museum, we were quite close to Stoke on Trent. I strongly suspect that I am going to be left in charge again this Sunday evening, we are at Ham Heath – I heard them talking and they are going to visit Toby Carvery whoever he is.
My bearded one just kicked my drinking bowl into the canal and I watched it sink, I was unimpressed.
I will write again soon.
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