Introduction

Hello and welcome! Thank you for visiting and therefore supporting our blog!
Please have a look at our website www.chamberlaincarryingco.co.uk
Facebook page ~ Chamberlain Carrying Co
You can also view examples of my hand painted canal art (Roses and Castles) on my Facebook page Canal Art by Ruth.
If you would like to contact us, please use the icons below each post or you can email us using chamberlaincarrying at yahoo.co.uk and we will endeavour to get back to you as soon as we are moored and have a signal on our dongle! Mobile: 07754 003834
We hope you enjoy reading about our lifestyle and thank you again Ruth and Richard

Christmas in a very flooded Bardney!

Just thought I'd write a small additional post to my blog to say Happy Christmas and a wonderful New Year to all my followers.  However, recently events at our official winter mooring have taken a significantly wet turn.....


Richard taking Scoob for his walk this morning via our communal water taxi!


Scooby is completely at home with the situation and happily surfs on the seat whilst he's pulled along.


View from Bardney towards the lock.  I assure you there is a lock under all that water!


The bridge on the right leads to the carpark, below the railway bridge we are standing on.  Hence the reason we have had to bring the car along the old railway line from the village in the distance.  A little naughty, but basically, we can't walk to where we had parked the other side of the bridge, as the water came up and completely cut us off.


View from the railway line, down to the towpath to the old lock house.  The lock is to the left of the picture.


Again from the railway line down to the towpath.  This is our gate to the moorings!  The path is over knee height in water, so wellies are no good.  The cruisers float above their pontoons, occasionally needing pushing off as the water receeds.


Yesterday, this was the height left on the uprights supporting the floating pontoon.  Today, it has gone down about 12inches, so we are fine, but yes it's raining again........

Thank you for your interest all year and have a great Christmas and New Year.  Hopefully, when the water has calmed down, we will move back onto the canal where work opportunies are better than the depths of darkest Lincolnshire!

Torksey to The Witham


Along the Fosse Dyke towards Lincoln, first thing in the morning.  We didn't pass another boat all the way to Saxilby.  A bit different to the canals!

We opened up the shop at Saxilby, but spent the day doing a stock take of everything left, then packing and stowing it all in the bow locker for next season.  I now realised how much painting I would have to do over winter to get in front for next year!


A stormy looking sky as we entered Brayford Pool in Lincoln.  I had bused into Lincoln already to do some errands and met Richard just as he had moored up at the facilities before the Pool.


The new restaurant outside the Odeon.  There is a rumour of visitor moorings being put in nearby.  Lincoln has limited opportunities for mooring easily, so we are hoping that several of these will be installed within reach of the town for us boaters to use.  After all, we want to spend money in Lincoln, not pass straight through as is the frustrating norm!


The water pushed us, washing machine styley from the Pool and into the entrance to the Glory Hole ( low bridge over the water with the shops above).  Unfortunately, the butty sustained a deep scratch from the wall as Richard fought with the swirling effect of the current, but nothing a good dob of paint couldn't disguise.

On this occasion, we didn't use the opportunity to moor outside the Waterside Shopping Centre, as time was pushing on and the weather kept misbehaving!


View back up to Lincoln with the cathedral on the horizon.  The wind had really got up, but the next visitor moorings at Washinborough were full to bursting, so we had to carry on to Bardney.


Five Mile bridge signifies the distance travelled from Lincoln.  Not far further around the bend is Bardney, where we overwintered last year.


We awoke to this glorious sky!  We separated the boats, cross strapping them, but not tillering the butty as the river is quite wide.  I rushed down to the lock, where a chap was jet-washing the movable bridge going over the lock, and asked if we could come through.  What a miserable person he was, I even told him he needed to lighten up, else he'd have a heart attack!  Apparently, all these 'interruptions' could cause the jet washer to play up.
Richard told me, when I described to guy's reaction, that I should have said that we have paid a license to use the river and therefore there should be no problem about using the locks thereon!


Tattershall Bridge was also bombed out as we pulled up on the Saturday, so we had teetered on the end of the pontoon and breasted the butty up to the motor again.  From here we hired a car (they pick you up) and spent the afternoon in Lincoln with our youngest Ryan, helping him choose a 125 bike.
By Monday, the other boats had gone so we had separated the butty and awaited delivery of 120 bags of smokeless coal for the winter.


By the time had taken the car back to Boston and got my lift back, Richard and Martin (the coal man) had unloaded all of the bags.  Just needed to get it onboard now!


The power of photography.  The job is done, but it took us about 2 hours to get it all inside evenly.  There is still plenty of freeboard left as well!  No I think 3 tons is plenty for now.


Lots of dragon flies around the river.  This one hovered around us for ages.


Hark!  What is that heavenly sound?  Oh yes, we had forgotten the din which is the Eurofighters practising takeoffs and landings, from RAF Coninsby, right over our heads.  Another reason to overwinter at Bardney!


The new sign for the butty for the winter.  We will have smokeless, toilet fluid and firelighters available to other boaters over the winter months.


Ryan and his new bike.  Every chance he has had between work, he has gone on another expedition on it!

We have plodded back up to Bardney. Richard has been for his induction at work and I bought a new car, so all we need now is to sort out the winter mooring and get to work............

Note to readers ~ My Blog will get few and far between entries, as work dictates and dramas unfold.  Consequently, if you would like to keep tabs on us, please subscribe to follow me. I am not sure if it sends you an email, so have an experiment with the settings I have put on the site.
Please let me know if you would like me to do a 'diary type' blog next season, by leaving a comment in the box below the blog.
Also, if you would like any information on the items on my Facebook page https://www.facebook.com/pages/Canal-Art-by-Ruth/356386741052119?ref=hl let me know and I will correspond with you privately.  Thank you for your support and interest.


Sawley Cut to The Fosse Dyke Canal

With the boats securely breasted up, we set off early on the Sunday morning, passing down through the double locks at Sawley and onto the river below. 
The Trent still seemed a little pushy but we entered the entrance to Cranfleet Cut a short time later without too much trouble.

On down through the lock there, took us onto the river again to Beeston, where mooring on the lock approach seems to be the norm!  Ignorant people mooring without respect for a flowing river and incoming boaters.  Luckily, we didn't squash said 'squashy' boat, but it left Richard fighting like mad to stop the boats in time.



Nottingham was nice and quiet, except we caught a corner of concrete on a narrow part of the towpath whilst moving over for an oncoming boat and BANG - the safety chain holding the stern of the butty to the stern of the motor flicked off and fell into the water.  The butty drifted away from the motor so that only the ratchet strap held them together. (As the picture above shows).  Richard jumped on the butty and retrieved another strap and Heath Robinson'd a new safety strap.  We carried on to moor at Hazelford lock and that would do for today!


Scooby loves Hazelford lock.  The whole island is bunny paradise, where they live freely and breed like only rabbits can!


Just look at the size of them!  Scooby stalked them for ages as we walked around this beautiful retreat. 

 Many boaters stop here on their way to Nottingham and Newark and have a really peaceful night's sleep with the relaxing sound of the weir on either side of the island.


Impressive weir.


Fishing in these parts can be quite interesting by the looks of this haul!


One last fruitless stalk of the bunnies and we were off again.


Newark Town lock.  Coming out of here and passing under the large bridge next to the castle was very fast as the river squeezed us between the pillars, luckily not touching them.  I did shut my eyes!


Cruiser country proper!  Cromwell lock was just down the river where the tidal part of the Trent begins.  


Just 3 hours later, we entered the sanctury of Torksey lock and moored up for the night.


We could now say that with the Trent behind us, we were on the home straight back to Lincolnshire.....

Stenson to Sawley Cut

Everyone will be relieved to learn that the aforementioned lady, unfortunate enough to have fallen into the deep lock at Stenson was released from hospital the next day apparently.  What a close call.  Richard was convinced she had drowned, as they couldn't find her under the boats for a while.  There but for the grace of God!


Now there's a plan!


We moored here at the pub overnight and it would have been rude not to sample the delights therein.  


We breasted up the boats as  it is a busy stop for other boaters.  The sun had come out...


Some of the locals came to inspect my painting....


I had forgotten to do this side, so I made the most of the weather and finished it off.


Not so much on the details Richard, please zoom out!


The timer works.  Time to get changed for our meal - can highly recommend The Ragley; we will go back next year.


On the road again, what a gorgeous day, just look at that sky!


The Strand, a 17th century pavilion, used it is thought, as a grandstand for spectators of jousting and other sports.  It was also used as a backdrop for a Rolling Stones photo shoot in 1968 (ref Pearsons Guide).


Getting dripped on passing under the railway bridges.


How, why, oh you know BW, or should we now say The Canal and River Trust!  Perhaps they are short of jobs, we can think of lots they could be doing.......


Like this one!  Alright that's probably a winter job.



Aston lock, last of the horrible deep locks, only Shardlow locks to go and we would be at Sawley.



The bywashes have been quite spectacular below these locks with the sheer volume of water  draining off the canal above.


As we dropped down the relatively shallow by comparision ( 4ft5") lock we encountered a sleepy Shardlow.  I don't think anyone really noticed us tiptoe through their village, mind you it was about 8 o'clock in the morning!


The Clock Warehouse, now a popular pub, takes pride of place.


Carnage Corner (as I call it, as we always meet a boater taking it really wide on this S bend) was desolate!  What a relief really as the butty doesn't do 'stop and reverse quick'!


If you look closely, you can see the railway track which goes all around this lovely garden.


Good name..


And out onto Derwent Mouth where the River Derwent and Trent meet, if you can imagine a washing machine on a slow spin!  Richard was going to breast the boats up, but then said that we would just cross strap to get into Sawley Cut.  Let's just say, I was keen to get in the safety of the cut as the back of the butty went a little sideways.


The weir on the river before the entrance to Sawley Cut, looking fairly calm by now, and I was a bit more relaxed.


The M1 going over with .... a caravan? on it....


The flood lock in the distance.  Sawley Cut was a 2 day break whilst we visited Richard's brother and his family on the Friday night (thanks Nic for a special meal!) and then met up with Richard's Mum and Dad and the rest of his family for his Mum's birthday, on Saturday.

Sunday we planned to start on the river sections of this final part of the 2012 Tour........