A prompt 8.30 start, much to Toby’s frustration as he wanted to ‘play’ with the GPS tracking data.  We just cast off and the rain started, good old BBC weather was spot on.

We were Stowe Hill’s first customer of the day, filling up with fuel, a pump out and changing the gas bottle.

It wasn’t long before we saw the first runner in the Birmingham to London marathon race along the grand uniion canal, we cheered everyone on, and wished them good luck.

Mum was a great help at the locks, we were lucky to butty up with a boat called Dignity at the Bucky flight and Calamity Jane at the Braunston flight.  We passed two boats going down Braunston locks who said there was a boat in the middle of the canal; I didn’t quite believe them, but you can see for yourself.  We pulled it in and hit the pegs in again, I’m quite shocked by the number of boats who went past the boat and did nothing about it.

A wrong turn into Braunston marina, which we thought was the junction, a quick reverse and back on track. Lots of compliments on Oliver’s paint job, and so far, no obvious scratches.

An out in the sticks mooring and fed, showered and in my PJs by 7pm – can’t be bad for a Saturday night!