Saturday 30 June 2018

Welcome to Thrupp...both unfriendly and friendly

Similar picture to yesterday but just such a lovely spot.
If we weren`t wanting to get as far south as possible before the arrival of next grandchild, I suspect we might have lingered here for a few days in this heat.

Still needs must and onward to Thrupp.  There was no point in an early departure as we needed people to have moved off to make room at Thrupp!  The plan was to see if we could find a space on the 14 day moorings by the church.  Initially we thought our luck was in as there was room for a couple of boats so duly manoeuvred ourselves alongside.  However as we were mooring a lady from the boat just behind came and said if we were mooring please could we keep well away from her as she didn`t like diesel fumes!!!!   We duly obliged.  I then set off to explore in Thrupp itself to see what the possibilities were........as soon as I had departed, said lady came up and asked Geoff how long he would be running the engine for.  He said just until the batteries were topped up....we hadn`t been travelling long..... whereupon she told him that it was very anti social and we should get solar panels fitted!   By this time I had seen there was a space in the centre, albeit in full sun.   I had also found Maffi moored there...knocked on the Milly M to say hello and found him still in his dressing gown.......however it was a much friendlier greeting than the lady backalong.....

Went back and found Geoff already half way there.....the unfriendly natives were too much for him.

Another space had appeared so moored along a bit from Maffi.  Too hot to sit out during the day but the boat was relatively cool down below.

Hitched a lift later on with Susan and Maffi to Sainsburys and now the fridge is full again.
Total distance:1.76 miles Elapsed time:1h31m23s Locks:Bridges:6 Average speed:1.16 mph (1.81 lock/mph) 

1 comment:

Herbie Neil said...

What a cheek, I’m afraid I would have stayed put and carried on as normal. She’s on a canal for heaven,s sake. I would have told her not to moor in a popular spot if she doesn’t like fumes. Or even better, take up caravanning!!
Kath (no Herbie)