Leaving Bardney for a while...(13 miles and 1 lock)

We had hoped for a good early start today, but the heavens opened and the wind howled!  Eventually we tiptoed off our mooring with the butty behind on cross straps headed for Lincoln.
Unfortunately, the butty had other ideas as the wind pushed it over the river making progress slow.  Richard swapped the straps over for tried and tested versions which seemed to work better but still the butty crabbed.

Arriving at Lincoln, we went through Stamp End lock with no trouble, pulling the butty alongside in order to fit in.  It was still very cold and windy but at least it had stopped drizzling!

Coming through the Glory Hole Richard spoke to the Police diving team, narrowly avoiding them as he aimed the boats around the bend.  Didn't look like they were looking for anyone(thankfully!), just training and they passed us later as we continued on towards Saxilby.

I jumped back on the boat as Richard came through into Brayford Pool.  Major construction works were going on in the Pool where the old Harbourmaster office used to be, so that will be interesting to see in a couple of months when we return for the South Kyme Regatta.
On the final leg before Saxilby, Richard decided to go on the tiller on the butty whilst I steered the big boat, which involved a balletdance along the roof planks on the butty to the stern.  He steered for a while, but then tied up the rudder so it could not crab and it worked a treat for the remainder .

We moored up in the peaceful village of Saxilby, ready to eat the jacket potatoes which had cooked on our old Lister all day, beautiful!