Hi All,
Andrew has kindly posted the last pics showing internal and external shots on 
his site at: http://www.andrewdyke.co.uk/phoenixhome.htm

There are also a series of shots taken by Wendy (who volunteered for crewing 
duties) which are untitled so I will fill those in here.
1. Part of the crew (Margaret and I) waiting for the train at Skipton station. 
An easy trip from Skipton to Brighouse, changing at Leeds, followed by a very 
short walk from Brighouse station to Brighouse basin where Phoenix awaited.
2 & 3. Phoenix leaving Sagar's building to start the journey to Newark via the 
Calder and Hebble, Aire and Calder, New Junction, Stainforth and Keadby, River 
Trent (tidal) and River Trent (non-tidal).
4. Brighouse basin lock.
5. Overnight at Batteyford due to a delayed departure at Brighouse while Sagar 
sorted out a newly apparent and mysterious aeration in the water supply to the 
taps.
6. Wendy demonstrating the use of the dreaded unique Calder and Hebble 
handspike.
7. On the New Junction Canal followed into the lock by Jane Louise, the build 
immediately prior to ours. We had passed them along the way and they had 
hurried to catch us up for a photo opportunity of the last two builds together 
in one lock.
8. Waiting for the crew to board after they had worked a New Junction Canal. 
Jane Louise and ourselves leap frogging to each lock to start operating them in 
turn.
9. I don't know why, but a picture of the auto-satellite-dish.
10. Me showing Mrs D how to finish the crossword in her paper ;-)))
11. Margaret showing how to make an ice-cream cornet disappear in one swallow 
;-)))
12. Moored at Keadby for the night.
13. Leaving Keadby Lock at some unearthly time of the morning....well, about 
06.30 ish.
14. Moored above Cromwell lock after a long (6.5 hour ish) transit of the tidal 
Trent.
15. Phoenix arrives at Newark Marina.
16. Phoenix settled in to her Rowing Club side visitor moorings prior to our 
return journey by train. Again another super trip from one of the Newark 
stations, changing at Leeds and on to Skipton.
17. Me smashing my head on the dash in exasperation at the incompetence of my 
crew with my head covered to avoid splattering the whole wheelhouse with 
blood............well, not really....I was trying to see if the rudder 
indicator illumination was working as it was set on the lowest level available 
(since adjusted upwards).

Many thanks to our volunteer crew member and photographer for some of the shots 
that we knew about and others that we didn't ;-))
Roger


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