New item, Bryan's reflections
Trip Start Apr 02, 2012
67Trip End Oct 31, 2012
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Went out for a walk this morning at 5.30. Bryan was sleeping and I went in search of a newspaper. Didn't really think I would get one as we were in the middle of nowhere. What a fabulous time to be out walking with the mist rising off the water and the sky so blue. I didn't see a soul on the way out. I passed several boats and the occupants were either sleeping or absent. I did hear a tractor so the farmers were obviously up and busy. I passed several lovely mooring places including the one we are at now, considered by some to be the most pleasant moorings on the canal where the wide water supports large families of ducks, geese and swans. I passed several interesting paths just begging to be explored including the Middlewood Way. Also passed a small memorial garden which we noticed two years ago but I think a couple of extra names have been added since
We travelled just 2 miles and moored at Higher Poynton. I didn't think there would be a space for us as it was full earlier but there was and here we are. Internet signal is better as there are no trees nearby. Hopefully we will be able to get a satellite signal for the TV for later this evening. Haven't tried yet but it looks promising. We topped up the batteries after lunch and Bryan took advantage of the weather and sat on the bank with his book and a whiskey.
Today was a beautiful boater's day. The sun was shining and the scenery as we slowly drifted along was spectacular. To top it all, we found a superb mooring spot. Just enjoying the moment. It doesn't get better than this.
In the afternoon, the job of topping up the batteries. Getting into my overalls, tight fit, they must have shrunk. Not looking forward to squeezing my body into the engine area and contorting it into positions which are simply not right. Still, it had to be done. There are those who can go into an engine area and come out and wipe a small spot of oil off the end of one finger. Then there are those who only have to look at an engine and it appears they have been scrubbed down with an oily rag. Guess which one I am.
Job done. Smile on my face. It doesn't get better than this