No, we're not underway but we are training our pooch to be comfortable on deck - not having barking contests with every passing Muttley. He's managing it in a very Maxwellian manner.
Thursday, 19 March 2015
We could hardly believe it. We prepped the after-dinner coffee, put it on the burner to cook and - no gas. No problem. Go outside, switch from empty bottle to full one. No gas. Oops! Forgot, for the first time in 8 years, to buy a new bottle when the old one ran out. Coffee was fine on Squirrel (the coal stove) but we knew we'd not get boiling water for morning tea.
So, up with the late larks and make our way to Crick Marina. Today was definitely a fine boat management day for Pete, who brought Bella into the Marina to discover that someone was already on the service point. Nudge gently to a handy pontoon, slide easily past a boat deciding to leave, hover near the service point, then come to quiet rest for gas. Proud tillerman. Gas on board, tea made. Whew.
We pulled put, then moored outside the Marina to start the day again with tea and breakfast. Setting out, we came across the dredging work and passed to a smile and wave from the boatman. Good day!
Yesterday we set out to lovely sunshine, sadly not around today (!). Our new mutt told us last week that he liked boats. So yesterday we did the Watford flight and the Crick tunnel, repeating them today on return. The big discovery is that he doesn't care about any of it, wholly unlike his cousin, Josie. Locks? Fine. Tunnel? OK. Hard reverse to clear the prop? Cool. What our Maxwell doesn't like is being separated from either of us. It was a large set of experiments to find out how best to keep him safe, manage Bella and manage locks. We made it. Pics show how he really liked going to meet the lockkeeper, being on deck, watching the lock walls move and watch the scenery from deck. Especially whilst sitting on Pete's feet. And my, he needed his rest!
Thursday, 12 March 2015
We then started up Bella again to turn, this time cruising to Norton Junction for the reverse around. What a happy hound! He was fascinated by the water, especially as it bubbled around the stern when we went into reverse for the turn. There was much to watch, even squeezing next to Pete the Tillerman, to see more. What a success. After 8 years cruising with a panicked GSD, shivering under the dining room table at every engine noise, this is fabulous. Maxwell the boating German Shepherd. yes.
Friday, 9 January 2015
Wednesday, 31 December 2014
What a fabulously cold winter. Finally. We have lived in thicker ice, but this is it for this morning, the end of 2014. Beautiful. The sunny days have been a boon to the solar panels and the dark clear nights have provided mystical mornings.
Happy New Year!
Sunday, 7 December 2014
Yesterday evening was Pete's 'works do' - the Christmas dinner with his CRT team. It was in Braunston, so we decided to save on taxi fare and take our home to the dinner. We had a mooring immediately outside the pub, so didn't even have to use coats. What a hoot! The dinner food was awful, but all the wonderful camaraderie and the two afternoons cruising in glorious winter sunshine made it all more than worth it.