Date -  24/03/09
Day - Tuesday
Start - Napton
End -Fenny Compton

By the time we had loaded the boat on the top lock, lock moorings it was 
quarter to three. We were about to set off when a boat came up the locks, as we 
were on the lock mooring we helped them through. Just as we were about to 
reverse back to the Engine Arm to wind a second boat came up the locks, this 
was most handy as when they filled the lock the water draw helped us turn in 
the mouth of the arm. We made our way to Marston Doles bottom lock and after 
the boat ahead left turned the lock and invited the boat behind us to go 
through as they were travelling together. Once they had gone we made our way 
through. I tied Harnser with the centre line to the mooring post below the top 
lock and went up to help Diana, when I came down Harnser was floating backwards 
down the pound and I was just able to jump onto her bows. I had tied her with 
the centre line using a lightermans hitch, but of course the pull was almost 
vertical on a very wobbly bollard. As we entered the lock the crew from another 
boat on out moorings appeared, with them they had their sons dog, just as we 
were leaving the lock Magic decided it was time to say hello, as he is now 
completely deaf I had to get off to fetch him, luckily Harnser's bum was still 
in the lock so I just left her in reverse while I fetched him, by the time I 
had him back onboard we were over half way back into the lock. We pushed on 
towards the radio mast at Wormleighton, from here to Wormleighton bends the 
smell was something else, it smelt like they had been spraying raw sewage on 
the fields. Just south of the bends  between bridges 131 and 132 was a BW work 
boat and I was very sorry to see that they have removed the wooden footbridge 
that use to span the canal here. It was the only one of that deign that I have 
come across but being wood I suppose its days were always numbered. We pulled 
into the moorings just south of The Wharf, Fenny Compton just after 6 pm, it 
wasn't until Diana went ashore with the bow rope that we realised we were bow 
to bow with Derwent6, the last time we met was in Debdale Marina when we were 
waiting to go in for our paint job. As we passed the water point I noticed that 
the last boater had left his keys in the water tap, so I took them into the pub 
in case he comes back looking for them, He was on a smallish tug heading south 
so we may pass him still moored up in the morning if we get away early enough.



You will find our latest position at
http://tinyurl.com/Harnser-s-route
-- 
Brian  

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