Mon 8th June
When we got up this morning we found that Essence and Mistol had gone down already, and Remus had gone up. Travellers Joy was still there, but we didn’t see anyone aboard.
We walked across the Erewash valley from Derbyshire to Nottinghamshire to visit Ikea. It was a pleasant walk, with lots of wild flowers. We went under the railway, then over the River Erewash, around the side of a sewage works, and finally under the busy A610 dual carriageway.
Under the main road
What flower is this?
We followed a footpath parallel to the road, emerging through some bushes into some service roads on a business park. There was a man there having a cigarette, and we asked him which was the way into Ikea. “Where did you come from?” he said, looking startled. The footpath was well hidden and it seemed not many people used it.
In Ikea we managed to buy a wine glass as a replacement for the one at the bottom of the canal south of Cropredy. We also bought a small wooden shelf to keep them on.
We had lunch there, trying out their new veggie balls, which were very tasty.
On the path on the way back we found a robin with what looked like a broken wing. We guessed he had collided with a car windscreen. He probably didn’t last very long.
Back at the Bridge Inn, all had gone except Tumzul Cloud, Dilly Dally and Travellers Joy. Margaret and Barry had walked up to Langley Mill and back and we suggested to them that they speak to Don and share locks on the way back to Trent Lock.
No boating today
Tue 9th June
Cotmanhay to Langley Mill
The temperature had dropped to single figures in the night and James had cold feet, so he got up at 4am.
Margaret and Barry had walked up to Langley Mill and back the day before and they had had tea there with Eric and Sue on Remus. We suggested to them that they speak to Don and share locks with Tumzul Cloud on the way back to Trent Lock.
There was some sunshine but it was cool in the shade as we made our way up the final three locks on our own to Langley Mill.
Guess what lock this is…
Langley Mill Lock
When we arrived we found Jubilee and Remus moored up on the visitor moorings, which also serve as facilities moorings and lock bollards.
We had hoped to cruise to the end of the basin this time, but there was a boat blocking access past the winding area. We wanted diesel, and we rang the boatyard, several times, with no reply. In the end James walked round and found the owner, only to discover that he no longer sells diesel.
We had coffee on Jubilee before having a KFC lunch snack, and shopping in Lidl and Asda
The Nottingham Canal at Langley Mill
We had a much needed snooze in the afternoon, and joined John and Jan for a meal at the Great Northern. Good Cider. James had lasagne.
Good Cider in the Great Northern
This one had ginger and chilli
We had more coffee on Jubilee afterwards, and John lit a fire.
We thought we were seeing a UFO, as something with red and green lights was moving around in the dark sky over the basin. It turned out to be a quad copter. These big boys toys seem to be very fashionable at present.
We changed to our winter quilt! It’s midsummer in less than two weeks!
3 locks, 2 miles
Wed 10th June
Langley Mill to Hallam Fields
Eric and Sue were going on a railway excursion today
Everything got very noisy as they were using machinery on a building site nearby, the traffic was loud on the road, and a team of contract gardeners appeared with mowing machines and strimmers.
We opened the lock gates, Jubilee went into the lock, and then we turned the boat and joined them in the lock. There was a couple watching, so we gave them “How do Locks work?”
Langley Mill lock with Jubilee
Farewell to the Bridge Inn
All the other locks were against us. We found a BCF boat Charis although there are two and we are not sure which is which. Dilly Dally was still at the Bridge Inn. No one aboard.
Patricia May was still there on the bollards at Bridge 20. They display a BCF sticker, but they are not listed in the BCF directory. The lady on board is Julia Atkins, and her mother Christine Atkins, is a good friend of Tessa Taylor, a friend since about 1962 from James’ Cobham days. Another circular connection.
We moored at Hallam Fields – as far from the railway as we could, and then had lunch on Jubilee. A few hours later we all had dinner on Gabriel – a very nice lasagne.
Moored on Hallam Fields
John and Jan
We walked to Hallam Fields Lock and up a hill to the rugby club, where a weekly folk club is held. They were very friendly with a lot of banter going on. It was predominantly men with guitars. Electric, acoustic, semi-acoustic, steel, acoustic bass. There was very little audience participation, and no traditional songs. It was mostly Americana or elderly pop. They had a PA system, and everyone had 10 minute, two song slots. We sang Long Way Down and Waterloo Road, ably accompanied once more by John and Jan. The music finished promptly at 11pm.
Thu 11th June
Hallam Fields to Aston Lock
After a leisurely departure, we made good progress with Jubilee, with most of the locks in our favour.
Jubilee at bridge 12
We paused in Sandiacre for John and Jan to see the place, and for Hazel to visit a charity shop.
James took the vacuum to the willow fluff that was descending everywhere, and took advantage of the clean water to wash the boat. The canal was very clear, with quite large fish visible in the sunlight.
Mill at Long Eaton
We discovered that Saturday was forecast to be wet, so we set off once more towards Trent Lock, where we emptied our cassette. Jubilee took on water. James had a good look at the prop shaft and propeller in the clear water and was able to cut away some fishing line that had been there a while.
While we were in the lock there, Rob and Trish from Mistol appeared on bikes. Their boat was moored on the floating pontoon nearby on the Trent. We gave out three copies of “How do locks work?” to couples watching the boats in the lock.
Jubilee leaving the Erewash
The River Trent
We left the Erewash and at the waterways crossroads we turned right against the flow on the Trent and into the left of the two locks at Sawley. Although at first glance it seems as though a windlass would be required, it is all done hydraulically at the turn of a key and the press of a few buttons.
We needed fuel, so we reversed onto the pontoon bollards. We then discovered that the fuel pipe would not reach the diesel intake at the stern, so we had to move the boat forward, tying to trees. We then had great difficulty removing the filler cap. We are thinking of replacing our lockable filler cap with a normal one, as we always seem to have difficulty. After ten minutes of trying it one way, then another, banging the lock with a piece of wood using a windlass as a hammer, we finally managed to unscrew the cap, and put diesel in. For some reason the machine would not allow us to put in more than £90 worth. It was 71p per litre, which was OK.
We saw Tumzul Cloud moored up opposite. Don has had to travel overseas for a few days between the two missions.
We set off again onto the second short stretch of the River Trent, before coming to another crossroads at Derwent Mouth, where we continued straight on to the Trent and Mersey Canal.
Jubilee was waiting for us at Derwent Mouth Lock, and he had been unsuccessfully fishing for windlasses with a magnet. We shared the lock, and went slowly through Shardlow, looking for mooring places. There was just one available, which we left for Jubilee as they had relatives coming. We carried on through Shardlow Lock, and under the noisy A50 road.
On our own at Shardlow Lock
Just before Aston Lock, we passed some CRT workboats. The final one was a wide beam, and there was very little room between it and the opposite bank. As we passed, the bows moved across even further, and appeared to be untied.
A boat was coming down in the lock, and as the water left the lock, the workboat was pushed further into the opposite bank, leaving the canal impassable. We were able to move on up through the lock, and we moored just above on some piling. C&RT had to be called to sort out their boat.
Moored above Aston Lock
We had a blazing hot evening, and we had a very tasty left over lasagne from the previous day. The third day in a row for James. It is a good job he likes the stuff.
11 locks, 11 miles
Fri 12th June
Aston Lock to Stenson Lock
As we left Aston Lock we spotted a large medieval tent on a hill to the south. We worked out from the maps that it must be Castle Donington, where the rock festival “Download” is taking place this weekend.
We passed a Canal Club boat moored near Cow Pasture Bridge (No 7), and noticed that they pulled out to follow us, but they were going very slowly. At Weston Lock we needed to empty the lock, and by the time we had the gates open, the boat had caught up, so they came into the lock with us. No one got off the boat with a windlass, and as it was a deep lock, James said he would operate it, rather than have the guy climb a long ladder out of the lock chamber.
This was their second day, having left Sawley yesterday. They had never done it before. They came from Brisbane, and we said we had been there, and James’ hat came from there. His name was Brian. We told them we were filling up with water at the tap above the lock, and to carry on without us. We thought that as they were going so slowly, we might even catch them up by the next lock three miles away.
Weston Lock water tap
When the water tank was full ten minutes later, we set off again, and had not gone very far when we found them at the side of the canal, feeding a family of swans. When we came in sight they set off again, and went very slowly in front of us for the next two miles.
Following the slow boater from Brisbane
At Swarkestone Lock we suggested that one of them got off with a windlass, but the lady, still wearing slippers, said that was man’s work. Although she said she steered that boat they have at home in Brisbane, she said she wouldn’t steer this one. So he steered the boat into the lock, tried to climb the ladder on the starboard side, but couldn’t reach it. The boat moved to port, so amidst a flurry of getting windlasses and ropes ready he got onto the ladder and proceeded to climb up with the centre rope. At the top he remembered he had left behind his windlass. While James was closing both the gates, he tied the rope onto the bollard nearest to the top gates, which doesn’t stop the boat going forward at all.
James asked him about the boat they have in Australia. It is a powered catamaran, which takes 50 passengers, and they take parties out to an island off the Gold Coast!
James operated the ground paddles and opened the gate paddles a small amount until the boats had risen enough for him to retrieve his windlass. We then finished doing the lock together.
We left first, and just round the corner we came upon Peter and Pam Ekins on March Mole, so we tied up for a chat.
Peter and Pam Ekins
Brian chugged slowly past. When we set off again an hour later, we saw their boat moored at the Ragley Boat Stop where presumably they were having lunch.
We carried on to Stenson Lock, where there was a team of three volunteers helping the boats through.
We moored up just beyond the lock bollards, opposite the Midland Canal Centre, where we planned to stay for two nights, to sit out the rain that was forecast for tomorrow.
James made coffee for the volunteers. Brian came past three hours later.
We could hear the music from Download, 5 miles away, although it was the bass that was predominant, sounding a bit like thunder. The rain started at about 7pm, becoming very heavy at times. We thought about the campers at Download, including Clare McDougall.
3 locks, 7 miles
Sat 13th June
Staying put at Stenson
Steady drizzle continued throughout the night. Hugo had somehow managed to catch a mouse despite the rain.
We had a cooked breakfast as a treat, and then didn’t need to bother with lunch. We had a cream tea in the late afternoon.
We took the opportunity to catch up on some chores. James caught up a lot with the blog. Hazel took up some jeans with her sewing machine. James put up a shelf that we bought in Ikea to store our wine glasses.
The new wine glass rack
A wet day at Stenson
Not a lot else happened. No boating today