Another old and new photo, well newish! as we are approaching the lock on our left in front of us to our right is a glimpse of the M25. Just a bit further east of here is the M1 turning.You can see the sky looking undecided here.
They were doing some work on the M25 bridge and the amount of scaffolding that was used was astronomic. Enough for several estates of houses at least! We commented on how we'd travelled that stretch of motorway so often and never considered that we were crossing the canal. It's strange but neither of us remember anything about this canal, and it was only a few years ago. Some journeys stay with you but this one seems to have been wiped from both our memories. John checked his log book and we got from Cassiobury Park up to Braunston in seven days. It's taken us a couple of days so far and we're still a long way away. Maybe that's why we can't remember it!
We got through quite a few locks and then were joined by a family travelling up to Berkhamsted to drop off a grandson who was only there over the weekend, so we shared a couple of locks. Then we stopped for water and rubbish disposal and they headed off as they had a long day ahead and we weren't going that far. By that time we'd discarded the jumpers and both changed into shorts.
As we left the waterpoint, it was looking a bit dodgy but we are British so that didn't stop us!
Then it poured, the heavens opened on us so we quickly got through the lock we were in and found a mooring luckily just along the tow-path. John did the mooring while I got the pram cover up. We were both dripping by the time we got in the boat. So we had a shower, got warm and dry and had a cuppa.
The rain didn't last that long and after a bit we decided to go on a bit longer, as we're not getting very far at the moment. We headed off again but of course found all the locks against us as no-one was coming down and the others had gone up ahead of us.
The first road-bridge we've had to deal with since the K&A! It was right in between two locks so John legged it.
Just after the road was closed and the bridge started moving some bikers turned up, revving furiously. I enjoyed the power! a little old lady on a narrowboat and three motorbikes having to wait for me! I loved it! We did one more lock after this and then moored as we'd had enough for the day. 6 miles, 12 locks one bridge and 5 hours to do it all. Not a bad total really. Tomorrow John has spotted a castle near the canal at Berkhamsted so we're going to stop and explore. Whether we go on further after that is dependant on this miserable July weather, I hope August is better.
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