Friday, 30 December 2016

A Short Holiday in Port Isaac

Well, it's taken a while to get things sorted out after our computer, containing all our photos, crashed and the backup failed as well...quite a predicament! I was about to write this post and thought I would do a disc scan first, that's when it all went wrong, the scan stopping half way through. Eventually, with the help of the IT expert at work, we have sorted out the recovery of all the photos and files that were lost and I have rebuilt the computer. I replaced the failed hard drive with a new solid state drive (SSD) and installed a brand new copy of Windows 10 instead of an upgraded copy over the top of Windows 8.

So where was I up to? Our last post was 01 October when were back in the UK, moored outside Toby Carvery in Stoke. By the time the weather finally fined up it was impossible to do my programmed painting so we moved Serafina into the marina. The next morning Rachael reminded me that it was time to start packing up ready for our departure, she tells me I was unbearable for the next few days! We were lucky enough to have Rachael's cousin Stephen come down from Scotland for a few days to see us off and give a final hand packing up the boat and getting Serafina ready for winter.

We had planned a short trip down south before heading off back home to Australia for the Australian summer. With Serafina ready for winter Stephen headed off north as Rachael and I headed south in our hire car to our first overnight stop, the market town of Malmesbury in the Cotswolds area. We stayed at The Old Bell Inn, possibly the oldest inn in England dating back to 1220 AD, apparently built specifically for lodging. It was a late afternoon arrival, still plenty of time to have a look around the town.

Old Bell Inn c1220
Malmesbury Abbey 7th Century

Abbey side entrance

Carving inside the entrance
Carving inside the entrance

Market Cross c 1490
Inside the Market Cross

Inside the Market Cross
The Abbey was still a very impressive building even without its original 130m high spire.

The next morning was spent taking it easy with a late breakfast before checkout and heading off the long way towards Port Isaac, our final destination for a few days. We stopped in a Tetbury, near Gloucester, mainly for a look at the wares of Prince Charles' Dutchy Home Farm (Highbury), there is a shop in the middle of town. We strolled the streets of Tetbury, found the Prince's shop, had coffee and with nothing really taking our fancy (apart from some of the architecture) headed off again.

Tetbury Market House c1655
Rachael is the Doc Martin fan hence our sojourn to Port Isaac (or Port Wenn), in fact she gets a lot of tour ideas from her television viewing. It was an interesting entry into Port Isaac as the sat nav decided to go haywire just near the final turn and then redirecting me around some of the tightest roads I've had to drive. It brought us in the back way to Port Isaac, down the hill on the road in the pic below. It got very tight at the bottom with just enough room to get the car through between two houses. Reminded me of being on the boat again, problem was the car isn't built for small nudges like the boat is.

Across Port Isaac
Port Isaac is a quaint little fishing village in Cornwall. We found our B&B right in the middle of town, not what Rachael was expecting when she booked. (I accepted no responsibility for the booking failure) With no ensuite Rachael wasn't terribly happy as this is as close to camping as Rachael ever gets! The B&B turned out to be excellent despite the three paces from our door to the bathroom! There was enough to see and do to keep us busy for the two days, Rachael particularly enjoyed picking out the sites from the television series and there were plenty of art galleries and ice cream shops too. If you're a Doc Martin fan you may recognise some of these shots.

The 9th October we headed off to Heathrow having booked an airport hotel for the night, not far from The Three Magpies Hotel, our regular dinner venue,  ready to fly home to Australia next morning.

Saturday, 1 October 2016

Hanging in Stoke

Well we've been just over a week in Stoke and the weather hasn't been particularly kind, it's certainly not painting weather. We have moved around the Stoke moorings a little trying to find the sun for the solar panels as well as a good place to paint. Currently we are moored near the Festival Park Marina. I do remember this being a 48 hour mooring but now there is no CRT mooring signage on any of the Stoke moorings thus making them all 14 day moorings, possibly because there are so many moorings available.

I had planned to touch up the bow and stern of the boat but that is just not going to happen now as the bad weather continues. We have had a few nice days but plenty of wind and rain too. I have managed to get the cream coloured strip on the bow completed and ready for the art work but little more.

I've also completed the cream strip on the swan neck after having it re-engineered, red and green to go yet.

In between rain storms there are other jobs to be done in preparation for winter. Yesterday (Friday) was washing and polishing day, Serafina's second polish for the season. I don't get too carried away, since it's like polishing 3-4 cars polishing one 57' boat, a couple of polishes a year is enough! Lots of little niggly jobs too that can only get done when you are in the one place for a length of time with plenty of facilities.

This is also the time to get some Christmas shopping done. The Wedgwood/Royal Doulton Outlet Store is only a short walk from the canal so these days there is always plenty of Wedgwood and Royal Doulton gifts under the tree! It's handy to get Wedgwood to forward the gifts straight home rather than have to carry them with us, it was around £35 to get them back to Australia.

Rachael and I have both managed to do a lot of walking, with several retail parks and Handley (City Centre) all within easy walking distance. Currently the biggest challenge I face is keeping the batteries charged without increasing their memory, thus dropping more Ahr.

Even now as I write this blog just after midday, it is 10° and pouring rain, we have the engine running to charge the domestic batteries and we have the heater on.

Friday, 23 September 2016

Serafina High and Dry Again as we Arrive Back in Stoke

This year we gave ourselves plenty of time to get a few things done on Serafina before we depart back to Australia for summer. Top of the list was to get the main shaft between the tiller and rudder repaired. It had been damaged coming out of lock on the Leeds and Liverpool Canal nearly three months ago and we have persevered with it up until now. I had talked to a few boat engineers during this time but none of them had instilled the confidence in me to let them 'at it'. I shopped around and the guys at The Canal Cruising Company in Stone sounded like they knew what they were doing, for the right price too. So by late Monday afternoon Serafina was high and dry for the second time this year, ready for work to start first thing Tuesday morning.

We were set up with an access ramp and shore power and were set for the evening. While we were on shore power I talk the opportunity to try and get a few lost amps back from the batteries. Since installing the new batteries the battery management system tells me we have lost around 60 Ah. By switching the battery charger off and on a few times during the evening I managed to fool it into charging down to -45Ahr.

At 8:30am were could hear some banging on the stern, they were starting to remove the rudder so the tiller could be removed. Unfortunately Liverpool Boats require dry docking to do this job, many boats can be done in the water thus avoiding the extra costs of the using the dry dock. It only took half an hour and the rudder, shaft and swan neck had been removed, the shaft and swan neck are one piece.

The rudder shaft was repaired, it had been bent back and also twisted approx. 20° from centre. And while Serafina was apart the swan neck was being re-shaped so it sits further back on the stern of the boat. Below is the finished result, previously the centre part was almost vertical and encroaching right over the stern deck. Now all it needs is a splash of paint!

Swan neck re-shaped
Rachael and I headed over for lunch around midday and we were back by 1:00pm, just in time for Serafina to be re-floated. Filling the dry dock was a much quicker process than emptying it. The planks were taken away one-by-one and in fifteen minutes we were back to canal level.

Since it was so early we decided to head off from Stone locking up the hill, two more Stone locks and then the four Meaford Locks, all had to be emptied before we could enter which slowed us down just a little. We arrived at Barlaston around 4:30pm to find it rather busy with around a dozen boats moored there, still plenty of room for us though.

A late start on Wednesday with only an hours cruising and one lock to do. We were meeting our cruising partners from last year, Kevin and Carole form NB Dunslavin in Hem Heath for lunch at the Toby Carvery Pub. Just as they arrived at 1pm so did the tree contractors who wanted to cut down a dead tree next to where we were moored. So, I put Kevin straight to work and we hauled Serafina out of tree felling range and re-tied her. When we arrived back later in the afternoon for afternoon tea the tree was a pile of small branches and 50cm logs.

A fine sunny morning greeted us on Thursday after Wednesday afternoon degenerated into a rain storm around 5pm. A late start again since there was no long cruising to do...or so we thought! We came to the bottom Stoke lock and stopped behind an empty boat. Rachael went up to see what was happening and found the owner helping another boat, she was traveling with, through the lock. Nothing strange about that! Then the first boat moored at the top of the lock and came and helped her through the lock while other boats continued coming down. I overhear a conversation between one boater coming down and a boater from the moored boat, "why aren't you going on to the next lock?", she says "we want to help her through the lock". Boater coming down says "there are plenty of people here to help", the answer was "no". When they left there were three boats above the lock. The next lock had been emptied and re-filled several times while the boat stayed on the lock landing. When we arrived at the next lock, behind the same boat, the same process started again. This time I had my say but they couldn't see that they were slowing all the boats behind them, at least she told the front boat to go on to the next lock. I expected to go through this lock and get around to the next and it would be almost ready to empty and go in. No! The first boat had gone around the corner and simply waited at the next lock landing for the second boat because when I went around I again moored behind the same boat, went up to the the lock and the front boat was still coming up the lock. This happened through all five Stoke Locks, what normally takes us an hour and half at worst took over three hours! These boats were heading for Birmingham so I'm sure there will be plenty of conflict to come if they repeat this performance!

We did have time at the Stoke Top Lock to chat to the CRT volunteers who told us that this lock at over 12ft deep was the deepest on the system. It wasn't until the sides of the lock were increased by a couple of feet. The photo shows the previous level of the sides on the right.

We cruised out of the lock and on to the Stoke moorings directly in front of us, we had left Stoke in mid-May. We now have nearly two weeks to finish off some painting and prepare the boat for winter.

Monday, 19 September 2016

The Oxford, The Covenrty and Finally The Trent and Mersey

I had to hold off on this post for several days as we were running out of data on the wifi, we did in fact run out of data. If it wasn't for the horrendous cost of extra data it wouldn't have been a problem. Anyway here we finally are with a few extra days to catch up on in the blog.

I left off the last blog at Rugby on the Oxford Canal which, for us, seems an age away since we are now moored in Stone on the Trent and Mersey Canal having passed along the Coventry Canal in between. Rachael homed in on the shops at the new retail park and we managed to waste spend several hours covering most of the shops in the park. The owners have so graciously placed a nice entrance to the park off the canal with a nice map beside. The only thing that was missing was the neon sign saying 'come shop here'. We followed up our shopping experience by crossing the canal at Bridge 58 and having lunch at The Harvester Pub and Restaurant. We came across a Harvester Restaurant earlier in the  cruising season when we were over near Highclere Castle near Newbury where we had an excellent experience. Lunch at the Rugby Harvester was no different and only a 5 minute walk from the canal.

So after filling up at Harvester we decided to move off the mooring and head for Hawkesbury Junction, the junction of the Oxford and Coventry Canals. It had been a lovely day for cruising, we stopped along the way to fill with diesel and empty the holding tank. Late in the afternoon the weather closed in with a thunder and lightning display, fortunately the rain held off until we moored just half an hour cruising time short of the junction. Mind you, we did try to moor an hour before but it was too shallow and we were unable to get the boat to the side. Re-launching the boat I managed to slip and place one leg thigh deep in the canal. I finished the journey with a wet left leg!

Misty morning on the Coventry Canal
First thing I did in the morning was check the fuel, oil and coolant. Our stop for diesel yesterday had managed to fill the tank with lots of diesel, lots of water and lots of dead diesel bug, first time hadn't checked the fuel before allowing them to fill the tank! It was a short run to Hawkesbury Junction and as anticipated there was little room for mooring; a good decision to stop short of the junction the day before. There was a queue for the stop lock (a one (approx) foot deep lock used to stop the flow of water from one company's canal into another's) so we pulled over to fill the water tank. Noticed a bit of work going on at the junction, looked like a demolition. There are several very old 'huts' around that seem unused.

We cruised passed Charity Dock, I'm not sure what they do here but it looks like a car wrecker mixed in with a boat wrecker. Whatever it is it's a shambles!

A bit of everything here at Charity Dock

We cruised on to Hartshill where we moored for the night. There was plenty left in a beautiful day to start the painting. The gas locker lid was the first to feel the sander! It then got two coats of light undercoat; I'm changing the colour. The top of the sign post made for an excellent bench.

Next to get the sander was the bow, top and sides. Someone had done a pretty average job of painting the sides in the first place.

Nearly ready for a new coat of paint
All was going well until it quickly clouded over late in the afternoon, then we got the thunder and lightening show and there was just enough time to clean up and pack up before the rain came down and that was the end of the painting for the day.

We headed off from Hartshill nice and early and arrived in Atherstone an hour later. A quick dash to the off license for milk and bread and we headed off, working our way down the Atherstone Lock Flight, nine locks in total and quite a pretty flight. We had help with the first lock from CRT volunteers, the rest was up to us.

Nearly to Polesworth and there are not too many crops still in, the only one I've seen lately is corn (?) or at least that is what it looks like to the untrained eye!

We finished the day on a semi-rural mooring just passed Alvecote Marina, a half hour cruise from Tamworth. The stretch of canal between Polesworth and Alvecote is a most enjoyable hour of  forest cruising.

Once again off early and hoping to get a mooring at Fradley Junction, when we arrived late 'ish' there was not a mooring to be had! Even around the corner on the Trent and Mersey above the second lock! We had little choice but to continue of up three locks before mooring just passed the lock landing on Lock 20. This was our first chance to find a suitable mooring spot, the edges are in very poor condition from the boat wash.

Moored just above Lock 20
Heading for Great Haywood on Saturday and Rugeley was chaotic to the point of a traffic jam at Bridge 86 where it took quite a while to sort things out between half a dozen boats coming and going in all directions. There is never a lot of room to move at the best of times here anyway! Most boats wanted to moor, with no room to do it, others, like me, wanted to continue on through. Eventually it sorted itself as it always does! My speed was clocked on the way out of Rugeley! Four MPH, right on the money!

No problems getting a mooring at Great Haywood, we were in rather early. It's amazing that after spending so much time up north almost devoid of boats, you forget how busy the canals can get, the Four Counties Ring being one of the busiest. We moored right near the bridge across the Trent to Shugborough where they had a circus set up in the grounds. Throughout the afternoon we had background music for the mooring, nothing too loud and pleasant enough.

Heading out of Great Haywood on a cool but sunny Sunday morning we came across a sculptor working hard at a bust of what looked very close to Lady Diana Spencer.

Lots of hire boats along the way, one in particular going too fast and cutting a blind corner, not counting on Serafina being on the the other side. It ended up being a gentle head on fender to fender but I'm sure he learnt a valuable lesson. We arrived early into Stone, around 2pm, and took up a mooring in the 48 hour moorings, we have booked an appointment with the boat doctor here in Stone, Serafina needs a little TLC.

Monday, 12 September 2016

A Private Mooring at Marston Doles...Bring in the Excavator?

Friday afternoon we moored in Fenny Compton in the 14 day moorings, the 48 hour moorings were full at the time we arrived. Plenty of time to tie up and tidy up before making our way to The Wharf Inn, 300 metres around the tow path. We got a few drinks and sat down just in time for the entertainment, a 70ft hire boat was attempting to wind, he gave the boat moored on the private mooring quite a few decent whacks before getting pulled around by the bow rope. We had our dinner at The Wharf, Rachael had the cheeseburger, chips and salad and I had the steak and stilton pie, chips and salad both were ok! say 7/10.

Well the sun didn't show it's face until very late in the afternoon on Saturday. It started pouring rain around midnight and didn't let up, it was only the intensity that varied. I went for a walk into Fenny Compton Village, sick of being couped up all morning, a two mile round trip in light rain...very refreshing. There were very few boat movements today, mainly hire boats on their tight schedules. We had dinner at The Wharf Inn again on Saturday evening, the meals are nothing extraordinary, just your average pub fare.

A 9am start on Sunday as we headed out of Fenny Compton, this stretch of canal is flat and a little boring until you get to the Napton Lock Flight, one of the picturesque (I think) parts of the system. There were several of these concrete bunkers along the way, a hangover from WWII, not sure this one was in it's original position there wasn't much cover for it. The others we've seen are usually well concealed even though we are talking 70 years ago.

Passed a boat that regularly shows up on blogs, I don't think he has much water available to him. There was a sign on the fence just before we got to this boat advising that there were moorings available however, the off-side canal edge didn't look terribly hospitable for mooring. I wonder if the farmer just digs you a mooring?

Reaching the top of the Napton Flight (9 locks) there was a queue, just the same as when we came up the flight a fortnight ago. We were number four in the queue so there was plenty of time to do some polishing before our turn came up. We were fortunate to be going the 'right' way, it was a lot busier coming up the flight than down! There were a lot of hire boats so Rachael went ahead to the locks to organise things, many of the hirers haven't operated locks before so they can be a little disorganised.

Heading down the Napton Flight
After reaching the bottom of the Napton Flight we filled the water tank, the Napton taps are quite slow so it was a good half hour before we packed up the hose and moved around the corner on to the Napton Visitor Moorings. We didn't mind the long fill we were entertained by several artists singing at The Folly Inn, just behind the hedge. Once tied up we locked up and headed over to The Folly for a drink and more entertainment on the lawn.

By the time we got back to the boat, around 6pm the moorings were full, many of the boats preparing to go up the locks tomorrow.

We got away around 9am this morning and reached Braunston just before lunch, passing Napton Junction and the turn on to the Grand Union proper, along the way. We tossed up whether to go back to Stoke on Trent via the Oxford or the Grand Union, we decided the Oxford. We dropped into Midland Chandlers to pick up a few bits and pieces but walked put empty handed, we never seem to have much luck there. Cruising past Bridges 81 and 82 I managed to snap a photo of the signs that have been erected and by what I could see through the hedge and hear there is a lot of heavy machinery getting stuck into a new marina. Looks like a big one too! Sorry! best photo I could get.

Only three locks today, the duplicated locks at Hilmorton. I got to do the honours, Rachael found the gates heavy and the ground paddles hard work.

We finished off the day mooring at Rugby in the moorings just passed the footbridge. Not the best moorings in the world, they need dredging and the sides need re-alignment, it's hard to find where the real edge is. These moorings are nice and close to Tesco Supermarket though so we had a chance to do a good shop with a short walk to the boat with shopping bags. My backpack had to go back to Australia with my daughter, she needed the extra room.

Another day planned in Rugby for tomorrow, Rachael spied the retail park that was under construction last year when we came through has now been completed, I guess there will be several hours lost there.