So we had a couple of days moored at Torksey and then returned to Saxilby 5 miles away.
Walking back to get the car - bridge over to the Fossdyke Canal
First on the list was a 15 mile walk to Bardney via the Fossdyke Canal, through Lincoln and following the River Witham to collect the car.
Lister the lurcher striking a lonely figure on our walk to Bardney
View from the bridge over Broadgate looking up at the cathedral
Completely crippled with blisters and muscle pain, we collected the car and drove back to Saxilby.
So with the 'lonely lurcher' in our minds we resumed our search for a companion for Lister.
Our new ex racing greyhound towers over Lister!
Brambleberry Greyhounds (affiliated to the Retired Greyhound Trust) showed us 3 likely dogs when we went for a visit and Reilly chose us by leaning and looking so sorry for himself, we had no choice!
We have rehomed a lovely 'blue' 18 month old neutered male who was retired due to lack of enthusiasm when trialled for racing.
Great when we find a field where the boys can safely run around. The muzzle is worn as a precaution when other small furry animals are about.
He has had to learn how to live with people, housetraining, a new name (Boss lacked charisma), commands, heating and he's learning fast!
Sign for the 'tidal' Trent
A window in the weather allowed us to go back to Torksey. On the lockkeeper's advice, we dropped down through the lock onto the river for an 8am sail the following morning. A big tide was predicted.
Moored on the river with Les on Country Rose on the end of the pontoon
Our friend ex lifeboatman (like my dad!) Les and his dog Pepe, joined us for the voyage, on his boat Country Rose. It was anticipated to be a sleety/snowing one.
View across the field to Torksey Castle
The river went down in the evening by over a metre and then rose quickly from about 7.45 the next morning, so we untied and went with it!
Cromwell lock with the large weir to the left - a welcome sight!
5 and half hours later, we arrived at Cromwell lock! This journey usually takes around an hour less, but the volume of water coming down river was overwhelming.
Safely moored in Kings Marina in Newark, we plan to stay until the water subsides
Richard had wanted me to stay inside the boat with the dogs, as Reilly was not versed in travelling by narrowboat and could get quite stressed. Actually, he was fast asleep for most of the lengthy journey!
Richard is planning on doing some work on the engine whilst we are captive in the marina and I shall carry on creating some more bits for the gift shop.
'Chamberlain Carrying Co.'s' official watercan for the top of the boats