A Broken Paddle and a Dry Pound.

 Tuesday 12th May 2026 at Crick Marina.

 M arose early again at 4.30 to go and sit outside on the stern deck in order to listen to the dawn chorus. It was magical. By sheer good fotune, she captured the rising sun through the bridge at the junction. And to make it even more special, a waning moon was also rising as its current phase means it is in the sky during the daytime.

As it got lighter,a pair of swans with no less than ten cygnets swam by in the hope of some breakfast.

It was a very chilly morning and the cygnets were obviously feeling the cold as four of them were competing for a space on Mum's back under the shelter of her wings.

 Next to the junction between the Grand Union and the Leicester Arm, this house is for sale. It is the left half on the market for £425,000, three bedrooms and beautiful inside. We thought that it looked a lovely place to live as we turned past it on to the Leicester Arm.

Two miles along the canal is the Watford flight of seven locks, four of which are of the "staircase" variety (not M's favourite!). As we approached it was clear that there was a queue and when we walked up to Lock 1, the reason was obvious.

 A completely dry pound, not what you want to see. It turned out that the ground paddle (on the right in the photograph) would not close properly. Engineers were there and had found that the plastic strips that act as a bearing for the paddle were too thick and were binding, so had sent them away to be planed down. We were told that there would likely be a wait of three or four hours.

The winch over the hole is necessary in case the engineer is overcome by fumes or gas and has to be lifted out of the hole in his harness. Safety first. 

Looking down into the hole you can see the large square paddle sitting at the bottom. The entire pound had to be drained so that the C&RT chaps could access the paddle.

Finally the two strips of plastic arrived back and were displayed with pride (and some amusement) by the chaps. Within an hour the pound had been refilled and boats started to move. MM was fourth in the queue so had to wait a bit longer.

Eventually we started to go through the staircase locks with the help of two very cheerful C&RT volunteers. M regards this type of lock with suspicion and so was very glad of the professional help!

A couple of miles further on we went through Crick tunnel. M has walked over this in the past but decided to stay on board because it looked like rain. This may not have been the best decision as there was a lot of water falling from the tunnel roof and when we came out, the sun was shining. We actually got wetter inside the tunnel than we would have done outside in the rain!

And so we have finally arrived at Crick Marina where the narrowboat show will be held from 22nd to 25 May over the Whitsun weekend. A very helpful lady in the office showed us where our space is for the show and we moved MM in. Just for now we have no neighbours but by the time the show starts every mooring slot will be taken, the banks will be lined with tents and marquees and thousands of visitors will be milling around. It felt rather strange being here on our own and with it being so quiet!

 

Tomorrow, R will take the bus back to Braunston to collect the car and bring it back here before we go home for the weekend. We will be back around Monday lunchtime and spend most of next week making sure that MM looks her very best for the public.

Today:5 miles, 7 locks and 3.1 hours.

Trip: 64 miles, 51 locks and 33.8 hours.  

A Walk Over Braunston Tunnel in Two Halves.

 Monday 11th May 2026 at Norton Junction.

 On Monday morning we set off in the car (now fixed) to drive to Braunston, where we had left MM while we went home. On the way we stopped off in Daventry so that M could buy a "few bits" in Waitrose, where she used to work when she lived in the town. 

It was just past mid-day when we unmoored and headed for the marina exit.

There are six locks in the Braunston flight and when we got to the bottom lock a C&RT volunteer told us that a "single hander" had just gone up through and was currently in the second lock. M had to run up to the second lock to suggest that he wait for us as it is so much easier with two boats together when in wide locks. With the help of the volunteer on the frst lock, we caught up with nb: "Doris" in the third lock. M was still trying to catch her breath as she had been running to and fro all along - and with a gammy knee too!!

So, we did the last three locks together with M walking on ahead to set the locks for us. R introduced the owner of Doris to the technique of  stopping in the "throat" of the lock to be able to close the gates without mooring up. This was also a good idea as the pounds were very low and getting to the edge would have been difficult.

Soon after the top lock, we arrived at Braunston tunnel and M decided to walk over the top as the views are spectacular; it's a walk she has done many times. 

 It is quite a climb to the top of Braunston Hill but the former horse path is magical and has changed little since the days of horse drawn boats. It would not be out of place to see a Hobbit walking the other way.

The views looking across the fields are beautiful and so typical of the Northamptonshire countryside.

Looking back towards Braunston, the church spire can just be seen in the distance. You can just make out the brick "chimney" of one of the ventilation shafts of the tunnel underneath. 

M has walked this route many times and really enjoyed it right up to the point where she crossed the Daventry road. What had previously been fields, a farm and the horse path were now covered in mud and heavy plant machinery, and surrounded by fences as yet another housing estate was being torn into the landscape.

The mud got worse and the fence cut off the old route to the east end of the tunnel. So much so that, after a mile of struggling through the mud, M called R to try to find out where she was and how to get back to the horse path. Luckily we could see each other's location thanks to "Find My Phone" and R realised that M was only a few feet from the tunnel mouth. R walked up above the tunnel and found a hole in the safety fence so that M could get through at last. M was jolly relieved!!

 

Back on board, we carried on to Norton Junction where the Leicester Arm meets the Grand Union. At this junction there used to be a toll house where boaters had their trip card stamped and they could pick up any letters. The former toll house is behind the trees on the left of the photo. One of the two houses at the junction is for sale. What a wonderful place to live.

The signpost at the junction shows the distance to Braunston, Leicester and Brentford on the Thames.

 

This is where we moored up for the night. Tomorrow we should arrive in Crick Marina where we will stay for the Narrowboat Show.

 

  After an excelent supper and the first strawberries of the Summer, we were treated to a beautiful sunset.

 

Today: 4 miles, 6 locks and 3.4 hours.

Trip: 59 miles, 44 lockks and 30.7 hours.

 

 

 

Aileen Rose and a Hungry Duck.

 Tuesday 5th May 2026 in Braunston.

M was up early again (4.30!) to listen to, and record, the dawn chorus, although a problem with her phone suddenly demanding age verification meant that R was up early too! However, it was worth it because the morning mist lingering over the water was magical.

Following our decision last night, we walked up into the village so that M could post the card and we could sample the village shop's breakfast menu. The shop was delightful, a true cornucopia stocked with everything you could want including coffee, a bakery, pies and - breakfast!

The sign outside said it all. Better still there was a constant stream of customers coming and going all the time that we were there, even at 8am, and the staff could not have been more helpful.

The shop no longer has any seating inside but they did have seats outside.  We were most pleasantly surprised and pleased when a member of staff kindly invited us to sit in this lovely covered area behind the shop for our breakfast. It is the owner's private back garden!

 Their lovely one year old mouser "Winston" inspected us to make sure that we were safe and was very affectionate. 

 

 After breakfast, we set off again on the lock free section to Braunston. On the way we passed nb "Aileen Rose", another Kingsground boat. It was being shown around Aileen Rose in 2010 by the then owner, Fiona, at Beale Park that decided us to choose Kingsground as our builder for MM.  We could see there were people on board so we hovered alongide and chatted to the new owners for some time.  They said that they had bought her in February from Fiona and were "beyond thrilled" with her.

Bridge 100 in one of M's favourites and passing it means that we are getting close to Braunston. The weather this morning was beautiful, gentle sunshine and no wind.  M said the cruising was so very lovely that she was almost hoping we would never reach our destination!

When we arrived, we managed to moor up in what appeared to be one of the last available spots just before the Stop House and the Gongoozlers' Rest, which sadly only opens weekends now so we will not be able to have breakfast there.

 The day included seeing several broods of very small ducklings but we also had a visit from a very inquisitive swan who tapped on the window but left breadless.

 At Braunston, having closed the back doors to keep out the cool breeze, we were surprised to be visited by a very hungry duck, who demolished the slice of bread that we gave her and even cleaned up most of the crumbs before leaving.

 

 We walked up to the office at Braunston Marina past nb "Raymond", which was the last wooden working butty launched at Braunston in 1958. It has now been restored and is looking resplendent.

 In the office, where as ever they were most obliging, we confirmed our mooring in the marina for tomorrow until Monday, when we will return with the car. Our plan then is to take MM up to Crick and leave her there for the following weekend.

 Today:7 miles, 0 locks and 2.9 hours.

Trip: 55 miles,38 locks and 27.3 hours. 

Another Early Start.

 Sunday 3rd May 2026 near Wormleighton.

Again we rose early, although there was no dawn chorus in Banbury once the youngsters had finally abandonned their carousing and gone home at 1:00am. We set off at 7:00am once more, intending to reach the summit pound of the Oxford Canal.

 The sun of yesterday was sadly not in evidence and the morning air was cold so we both ended up wearing several layers.

Breakfast was again eaten on the move as rain was forecast later and we wanted to get as far as we could before it arrived.

 

At the middle lock of the Claydon Flight of five locks there is a former lengthsman's hut, which is usually manned by C&RT volunteers and we were delighted to see that today was no exception. Not only do the volunteers help operate the locks, they also keep a tally of "number of boats up" and "number of boats down" on a blackboard.  We were number three going up! 

 

We did the five locks in just under 55 minutes with M walking ahead to set the next lock each time while R operated and closed up the last lock. 

Finally we reached Claydon Top Lock and the start of the long summit pound. Fifteen lock free miles through wonderfully rural countryside - what a marvellous prospect! 

These roses were already in full bloom in the garden beside the top lock.

We passed through "Fenny Compton Tunnel", which is still called that but is no longer a tunnel.  Its "roof" was removed long ago and so it is now just a narrow cutting. Here M got off to walk the towpath, which she has done many times before as it is a beautiful nature walk high above the canal.

 

 

 

 

She passed this signpost indicating distance in both directions but not giving the destinations!  The names had been weathered away long ago. 

There were banks and banks of wild roses already in full bloom. 

 The entire section of the towpath here is a butterfly conservation area.

By this time, the sun had broken through to give a lovely late afternoon and evening.  Finally, we moored up miles from anywhere with fabulous far-reaching views and only the birdsong for company.  Unfortunately, the white bridge in the distance of the photo below turned out to be where the path of HS2 crosses this waterway, as we discovered tomorrow when we had the great misfortune to cruise right underneath it.  Other than that, it was a truly wonderful day's cruising. 

A lovely quiet rural location for the night.

Today: 13 miles, 12 locks and 6.9 Hours.

Trip:39 miles, 29 locks and 20.8 hours. 

The South Oxford Summit Pound

 Monday 4th May 2026 at Napton.

As we are doing so well for time, we made a late start after a leisurely breakfast. We have arranged to moor up MM in Braunston on Wednesday until next Monday so that we can go home as M is babysitting over the weekend. The plan when we get back next Monday is to take MM straight up to Crick as we understand that we can moor her there for the week before the show.

As we set off we passed underneath the montrous carbunkle of a white elephant that has scarred the countryside for miles around. Too expensive, too ugly, way behind schedule and totally unnecessary - it was the north of Englnad which needed an improved rail network, not down here. As it is, this hideous structure has done irreparable damage to this, the most peaceful and beautiful of our waterways, not to mention all the surrounding landscape. 

What a ghastly sight... 

At one point this massive embankment nearly falls into the canal and dominates the landscape for miles around. Makes you want to weep.

As you leave the horrid disaster behind, the relief is that some unspoilt countryside exists (so long as you don't look behind you)..

There were even newborn lambs gambolling in the fields in an attempt to cheer us up.

Soon we came to the end of the lock free summit pound and prepared to go down the Napton Flight.

After taking on water (which took ages; it was very slow!,) we ended up at the end of a convoy of four boats, so every lock was against us. However, M went ahead at each lock to set it so that we still made good time, arriving at the bottom lock at 3:00pm. As is usual with a flight of locks, you make short term friends with the other boaters going down (or up) with you and share life histories/boating histories with them! This time, we have made friends with a lovely couple who had hired a boat for the first time and it turned out they live in Redhill!  M gave them our contact details and we hope they follow up our suggestion that we all meet up later in the year.

 

Just round the corner, we moored up as M wanted to walk into the village to post a  birthday card. On the way we met lovely Belinda, who was scraping the roof of her narrowboat (huge job!). She told us that the village shop does excellent homemade bread, pies and breakfasts, so we decided to stay the night here and go to the village shop tomorrow for breakfast.

Today: 7 miles,9 locks and 3.6 hours.

Trip: 48 miles,38 locks and 24.4 hours.