Well it is much brighter this morning enough blue sky for a pair of trousers he says don’t know what that means but the walk this morning was sunny and a promising start for our journey to Bugsworth Basin.
First my bearded one had to skillfully maneuver my long kennel alongside two working boats in the busy junction in order to take on water. Filling my tanks from nearly empty took nearly an hour and a queue of other thirsty kennels had by then developed bringing through traffic to a standstill.
By the time we were ready to leave it had started to drizzle but my bearded one had donned his condom suit. Micky Jay had gone on ahead. The rain did not last and the cruise was really lovely. I persuaded my long haired one to join me for a walk along the tow path for almost an hour – I was quite tired at the end and as we were walking a little faster than my bearded one was driving my long kennel, we had to wait a while at a swing bridge to rejoin him, I played with some friends from various tribes and my long haired one was chatting to some new friends too.
There are no locks on this stretch but there are several swing and lift bridges that have to be operated to let long and short kennels have their passage through be it road or water but otherwise, nothing of great import happened on our short and spectacular (seven mile) journey into Bugsworth Basin. We moored outside a house called The Navigation.
We went for an exploratory walk in the wild woods which was fun and then, obviously thirsty from their excursion they decided to visit the house. my photo today shows where we are. This Basin where we are moored used to be a busy loading area for the transport of limestone which was quarried nearby.
Love Douglas x