Douglas Diary Summer Holidays 2018
Stoke Bruerne to Milton Keynes
I am glad that is over, the rain that is. It rained all day yesterday and it was cold but this morning it is calm and dry, forecast to remain so and to reach the dizzy heights of 19 C. I took him out for his walk quite early, we passed a lovely house that is my picture today. Notice the boxing hares on the ridge of the thatch – and the foxes – I love foxes.
We leave with some sadness, this lovely little village of Stoke Bruerne to continue on our south easterly journey to Milton Keynes. The plan is that we will stay there for a few days (as explained previously) before returning on a reverse route north westerly, perhaps to tarry for a while at some of the lovely spots we have passed on our journey so far.
Our 40 foot descent at the Flight of Severn locks from Stoke Bruerne was a little slow 2.5 hours due largely to traffic but more as this was a training exercise for our companion kennel crew! It is Bank Holiday Monday after all. I of course was delighted as I was walking with my long haired one and meeting lots of my friends.
Once down the flight and on our way, we enjoyed one of the prettiest sections of The Grand Union Canal. We meandered through virgin countryside between Buckinghamshire and Northamptonshire and apart from a single lock at the small village of Cosgrove, we gently cruised for several Lock free hours.
Just as a small matter of amusement for P&C – on our way we lost our map overboard! Now it is arguable that you cannot go wrong on the canal. We did! At the lock mentioned above, about which we had no warning, with no map, we entered the defunct (under restoration) Buckingham Canal. We backed up 100 yards – to applause!
Love Douglas x
Our Captain told us about your overboard problems – he reminded us that your captain was prone to this on your tub and said something about ‘no scuppers’ you see which meant nothing to us except that we hope that you still get your suppers !
We remember something about endless mobile phone devices that litter the bed of every canal.
It was just a couple of pages but they were important, it was the wind!