After my not so brilliant backwards escapade I moved through the lock and stopped again.
Not long after the heavens opened and we had lightening as promised.
Through this came a load of canoeists looking like drowned rats.
In the night I kept nearly falling out of bed and the doors were operating opposite to normal ie those that like to remain open closed and those that like to remain closed were open.
At 2 am I tried to loosen the ropes but was far too late because my short rope was almost at singing tautness
At 6am the water had risen a little but I still couldn't move the boat.or release the blue line.
I haven't seen so much rudder since November when it came out for blacking.
This was AFTER the water had come up a little.
Apparently someone had deliberately lifted all four paddles at Colwich Lock.
Now for those in the know Colwich is a bit of a shitty lock and not somewhere you would want to lurk.
It is in the middle of nowhere, it is a wet muddy lock at the best of times and the cows cross the bridge bringing the rest.
We (that were affected) think it might have been the canoeists getting their own back and they might be from the camp at Shugborough.
The others have abandoned me as they do not want to spend another night like that one.
I like to live dangerously.
Still I left the boat at the angle and cycled back to Fradley for the car. Google said I could do it by bicycle in one hour 14mins.
They do not know me.
It took me 2 and a half hours precisely.
When I returned the boat was level again.
Result.
2 comments:
There are only two kinds of boaters: Those who have run aground, and liars
Excuse me ....
In this case I did NOT run aground I was pushed.
It was not my fault.
It was like that when I found it.
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