PUMP OUT PALAVERs

Wait for me Mum

As most of you know we are a pump out boat, for those not in the know, this means our toilet has to be pumped out as the waste is held in a tank under our bathroom sink. Toilets are a favourite subject for most boaters. There are 3 main types, a cassette (porta potty), pump out and a composting toilet. Cassettes are emptied into elsan’s which are dotted along the canals and rivers, supplied by CRT they are free to use. A pump out, requires as the name suggests a pump to remove the waste and these are mainly found in marina’s, although there are CRT ones also dotted a round the system, we pay for this service. With a composting toilet, dry and wet waste are collected in separate compartments within the toilet, and sawdust is used to cover the poo. Wet waste can be poured down the elsan point, but dry waste needs disposing of somewhere. CRT have decreed that this waste must not be placed in the general waste bins, so I am not sure what you do with it.

Anyway moving on from this fascinating subject, and on to our journey.

Our next port of call was Beeston, and on the way there we shared Cranfield lock with NB Old Sam, this boat is notorious in some circles, as a number of years ago it was filmed trying to open a flood gate, which had been padlocked shut due to the state of the river, the owner attached a rope to the gate, and then reversed hard to try to open the gates, not a great idea, and it was lucky that the gates weren’t damaged. It shows that some boaters have no consideration of what damage they may do, and how it would affect other boaters. We did not mention at the time knowing about this.

We moored for the night at Beeston and took a walk to the marina, it has a decent chandlery, cafe and more important a bar. We had a long chat with the guys running the chandlery, and then had to try a pint. There was Theakstons mild on for the Captain and Cruzcampo, and at only £8.45 a round, very reasonable, we did sit outside watching the river, until a sharp rain shower moved us inside. They do food from 5pm and the menu, though basic was very cheap.

https://www.beestonmarina.com/

Now we were on the Nottingham and Beeston canal, which takes boats through Nottingham and rejoins the river at Meadow Lane lock, but first we had some family commitments to fill.

Our journey to the mooring outside Castle Retail park was uneventful, but we were surprised at the number of boats moored, this stretch is usually devoid of boats but not on this occasion as we passed one after another after another.

But there was plenty of room for us just were we wanted to be. After mooring up I sat and was doing the last blog, when there was a lot of reversing and engine noise, and then a horn blared out, so I stood up only to find our friends Keeley and Dean Crowther on NB Mole hovering at the side of us. We had met them a few years ago when we did the Wigan flight together. It was great to catch up. They are now moor their boat at Market Bosworth on the Ashby canal, so hopefully when we get back to Coventry we can get together.

The Mole as it says on the tin

Then just as I had got back to writing Grumbleweed with Emma and Harold turned up and moored behind us so, it would have been rude not to have a chat.

As I have said, staying in Nottingham was about catching up with family, on Sunday my daughter Jess, hubby Stuart and little Lowen came to visit, we had a couple of pints in the Olde Trippe and then a bite to eat back on the boat.

Before they arrived a flotilla came by, there is a group called Fund Britain’s Waterways, and they belonged to it. They are travelling up and down the country highlighting the need for better funding for our rivers and canals, I wish lots of luck in their endeavours.

https://waterways.org.uk/waterways/sites/fund-britains-waterways-overview

Monday and we met up with my sister Diane, unfortunately her hubby Mick, didn’t join her, but again it was nice to catch up.

Tuesday, we headed off and onto the wide River Trent and Gunthorpe.The pontoons at Gunthorpe were almost empty, much to our surprise and relief. We were soon moored up, along with Lou Pride and Polestar. Peggy Sue joined us later. The Captain and Crew off Polestar came for a chat, and a bit of advice. It turned out they had only recent bought the boat and were taking it to their mooring near Sheffield. They were going to be liveabords just like us, and even in the short time they had been onboard they were loving it. We got on well with Brod and Beth, and even the dogs came to say hello. We were only staying the night, and they said they may join us in the lock next day and on to Newark. Of course off to the pub we went, The Unicorn, on the way we were greeted by a group of Guinea fowl, not what you would expected to see in deepest darkest Nottinghamshire.

Guinea Fowl

Now back to the title, the reason we needed to get to Newark was to have the toilet emptied, it was very very full. Before we set off next morning we had another chat with Brod and Beth, they had decided to stay another night as the weather didn’t look great. So off we set with the intention of going into Kings Marina for the pump out. The journey was uneventful, then we took the rash decision to stop at Newark marina for the pump out, as we could see their service mooring was empty. The Captain executed a perfect manoeuvre and we were soon moored up and ready. This is were our problem started, although we had pumped out here before, for some unknown reason the pump nozzle would not seal properly on the outlet on the boat, and we couldn’t build up enough suction for it to pump out. Eventually the Captain gave up and went to pay, even though the toilet was still full. They did only charge us half the £15 fee which I think was fair.

So we still had to go in Kings marina, and it still wasn’t our day. We moored on the service pontoon in Kings about 2.30pm, only to discover on Wednesday they don’t open until 5pm. Bugger. But we had to wait, but not as long as we expected, as about 1 hour later a very very very nice lady turned up, and even though she wasn’t feeling well helped us to do our pump out. So relief all round. In more ways than one.

https://www.aquavista.com/find-a-marina/kings-waterside-marina

Again the pontoons at Newark which we always struggle to get were almost empty, with only 2 other boats in residence. I only got the name of 1 which was Donela 2, and we had a chat with its Captain and crew, it looks like we will be joining them at Cromwell lock to head to Torksey.

The bird life has been plentiful, we have seen so many little egrets, herons and cormorants. Along with the normal, canada and grey lag geese with their goslings, swans with their signets and ducks with their ducklings, sometimes too many to count. Egyptian geese and mandarin ducks made an appearance, and a lone Oyster catcher. In the sky we have had sand martins, black headed gulls, the occasional common tern, and swallows a plenty. And yes we have seen our first kingfisher in all its neon blue and orange glory.

Egyptian Geese

34½ miles, 10 locks (5 normal locks which we did ourselves and 5 huge river locks of which all but one were manned by lock keepers, an easy time for me). 1 river and 1 canal.

LOVELY LEICESTER.

 

Weathervane

Well the weather has definitely put paid to us cruising for a couple of days, its wet, and more importantly its very windy. So we are sat on the pontoons at Trent Lock. How did we get here.

Well we made short work of the 6 remaining locks into Leicester, and met 4 boats coming towards us, which seemed to bode well for finding a mooring at Castle Gardens or Friars Mill in Leicester. Unfortunately the gossip from the boat crews was that there was very little free mooring on either of these sites. but we came up with a plan, if there was no space on Castle Gardens we would go onto Friars Mill, and if we lucked out there we would moor opposite Castle Gardens, (and wait for someone to move) its not ideal as its not a secure mooring.

When we got to Castle Gardens there was a space which was not quite long enough for our 57ft boat, but the boat in front had a 10ft gap at the front of it. We pulled in, there was no one on the boat in front and we took the dangerous decision to move the boat forward, just enough to get our boat in and Black Swan breasted up against us. I called it a dangerous decision as some people don’t like another boater touching their boats, so it could have caused trouble for us. Luckily when the owner returned the Captain had a word with him and he wasn’t bothered, and hadn’t even notice his boat had moved. Phew

Of course we had to head to the pub with Graham and Wendy, first the Blue Boar, a proper real ale pub were the Captain got to have one of his favourite beers, Organic Chocolate Stout by Samuel Smiths brewery, and I had their Taddy Lager.

Happy Captain

https://blue-boar.ourmenu.com/?menu=111663

Then The Corn Market, a large Wetherspoons. The Captain had Darkness by Exeter brewery, a very decent stout, and Graham and Wendy treated us to tea, which was very kind of them.

A quiet day next day, well for the Captain. I spent a busy morning cleaning and cooking before heading out to pick up the Captains prescription from Boots. As it turned out they didn’t have both of the tablets required, but said they would be in next day. We decided to have a pint in the Salmon, a great real ale pub, which I had forgotten was a Black Country Ales pub, even better. The Captain was very happy to find an old favourite on the bar, Byatts All Day Extra Foreign stout as well as their own Pig on the Wall mild.

https://www.blackcountryales.co.uk/pubs/the-salmon

https://untappd.com/b/byatt-s-all-day-foreign-extra-stout/3688800

We also called in the High Cross, another Wetherspoons, which was surprisingly quiet.

We had a quiet night. But next morning when Graham and Wendy came to say goodbye, as they were heading off, they told us there had been a body found in the park right next to us the previous evening, at this time it was being treated as murder, and they had had to be escorted to the moorings by the police when they returned about 9pm, the whole of the park was cordoned off. This meant we were unsure how we were going to keep our planned meet up with Heath and Jennifer later that day.

The Captain spoke to a policeman, and he put our minds at rest, and said someone would escort us through the park when we were ready to go.

Well, when we were ready to go there was no sign of the police, well except for one at the far end sat on a bench watching his phone, so just made our own way out. We discovered the murder had been changed to an unfortunate medical episode.

We met up with our friends and had a wonderful afternoon, ending up in the Red Lion, another Black Country Ales pub, apparently there are 55 of these pubs now.

https://www.blackcountryales.co.uk/pubs

After shopping the next day, there is a Lidl with easy access from the river, we set off to do the 4 locks to Birstall. The first of these is one of my nightmare locks, firstly its difficult to get off the boat as its a high wall with no ladder or steps to aid me. Secondly at one time it was almost impossible to get the lock to equalise, which meant opening the bottom gates was a struggle, and usually took at least 2 people. Well CRT have done some good work on this lock, and even though the gates were still heavy, it was possible for me to open mine without too much trouble, we shared the lock with NB Mai Tai, which helped as they had crew on board. We parted company at the next lock as we stopped to put water in at Memory Lane moorings. Since our last visit they have also added, bins and an elsan here, which is great, but not the promised pumped out machine, bugger. The access gates to get off the moorings have combination locks on them, so you cant use these moorings to access the town.

As I went to set the next lock I was waved back to the boat, as some volunteers offered to lock us through, I never turn down help so stayed on the boat. They had been litter picking and were doing a marvellous job.

The help at the next lock was not so good, as a gongoozler who knew no better, managed to get the pawl off and just let the paddle drop, you should always wind the paddles down so as not to damage the paddle gear. I appreciated the sentiment but not the action.

We moored above the next lock at Birstall, and did it next morning after a quiet night. We were heading to Mountsorrel, there are good mooring and a pub above the locks, and this was our aim for the day. We managed to buddy up with NB Magic, owned by a Dutch couple but I never got their names, but the dog was called Bruce.

The moorings at Mountsorrel were empty much to our surprise, so we said goodbye to Magic and headed to the pub, the Waterside Inn, it was busy. There was nothing dark on for the Captain but he was happy with Guinness zero and I had Cruzcampo. The food menu was good, reasonably priced, and the food we saw (a carvery) looked really nice.

https://www.watersidemountsorrel.co.uk/

We have been lucky on this stretch and have managed to buddy up most days to do the heavy double locks. Monday was no different, and we shared the locks with NB Byefield, again I didnt manage to get their names, but we both moored in Loughborough and we headed to a new Lidl which has opened only 5mins from the moorings just before the bridge.

Of course we went to the pub, first the Tap and Clapper, very cheap at £7.10 for a pint of Murphys stout and a Madri, but it got very noisy, so we headed and found peace in the Organ Grinder, a Blue Monkey brewery pub and they had Guerrilla Chocolate Amaretto Stout on for the Captain, it was lush.

The Organ Grinder

https://bluemonkeybrewery.com/organ-grinder-pubs/loughborough/

https://untappd.com/b/blue-monkey-brewery-guerrilla-chocolate-amaretto/1265127

Yummy

We buddied up again next day, this time with Emma and Harold on NB Grumbleweed. They were heading to Newark but not stopping at Trent Lock, but we will probably catch up with them again at some point. We also met up with Magic and Bruce too, they were heading on to the Trent and Mersey at the junction so I doubt we will see them again.

The pontoons at Trent Lock were again surprisingly quiet with only one other boat on them, so plenty of room for us. We were joined later by a couple of other boats for the night. Of course once again we headed of to the pub, the Steamboat to see Simon. He always has a dark on, and the Captain wasn’t disappointed with Butter my Nuts, a peanut butter stout from Bang the Elephant brewery. We also tried the Trent Lock, a Vintage Inn. Not a lot to write home about, I looked at the food menu and thought it seemed a bit on the pricey side.

https://bangtheelephantbrewingco.com/

https://untappd.com/b/bang-the-elephant-brewing-co-butter-my-nuts/6619016/photos

So today, Wednesday, we are sat listening to the rain, very happy we have nowhere to be. Next port of call Nottingham.

Trent Lock Veiw

24½ miles 29 locks, 1 canal and 2 rivers, the Soar and the Trent.

FABULOUS FOXTON

Foxton Locks

That is the Foxton Locks and Inclined Plane.

But how we got there first.

The day after all the lost dog excitement was the Captains birthday, he had a quiet but enjoyable day, the 4 bottles of rum he received helped. We arranged to go for meal at the Wharf Inn with Anne and John to celebrate. The food was amazing, and the company lovely. (I would highly recommend giving the Wharf Inn a try) And the bonus of a decent stout by a local brewery Partizan for the Captain to quaff.

The Captain haul

https://www.partizanbrewing.co.uk/

We parted company with Anne and John next day, as we were going in opposite directions at the junction of the arm. We were heading for Foxton locks for Saturday, as our friends, Daniel and Kata from Swan Lane wharf, were coming to visit and help with the locks. The weather wasn’t great and it got quite windy. We moored up in the MONW for the night. We had a few boats pass us, and one hire boat which hit us, the lady steering was most apologetic. I think they were struggling with the wind, these things happen and no damage was done.

We moored at the top of the locks next day, it was only a short journey so we had a late start. We did head to the pub, first the Bridge 61, a little micro pub with a bottle of Bullseye Stout by Langton Brewery for the Captain, but the lager was not to my taste, so we decided to give the Foxton Locks Inn a go. We don;t usually bother with this pub, as its not renown for its real ales or dark beers, but the Captain was pleasantly surprised to find they had a decent pint of Murphy’s to offer. We also checked out their food menu, and decided we would eat here after doing the locks with our friends.

https://www.restaurantfoxtonlocks.co.uk/

Friday was a beautiful sunny day, and after a lazy morning we took a walk to Foxton village itself. We believed we hadn’t been here before, but our memory (must be an age thing) was wrong, and we soon recognised the pub The Shoulder of Mutton, we had to make do with lager, but their food menu looked interesting.

https://shoulderofmuttonfoxton.co.uk/

We took a walk up a very steep hill to the church and had a look round. St Andrews dates back to Saxon time, about 850ce, and it is mentioned in the Doomsday book of 1086. Most of the current church dates to the 13c. It is lovely in an understated way and very peaceful.

https://www.foxton-pc.gov.uk/st-andrews-church

It is also next to the second pub in the village, The Black Horse, and of course we had to try a pint. Again nothing for the Captain but the lager was good.

https://thenewblackhorsefoxton.co.uk/menu/

Daniel and Kata turned up right on time next morning, but before we headed down the locks we took them to see the Inclined plane, now derelict it was a masterpiece of engineering when it opened in 1900.

The company who ran the canal decided to build the Plane in response to a demand to use wide beam boats, rather then the traditional narrowboats, wide beams could not use the narrow Foxton locks. The Plane consisted of 2 wide caissons, rather like big bathtubs full of water which balanced each other. A steam driven winch pulled 1 caisson up as the other went down, and they could hold 2 boats. The Plane only lasted 11yrs, and was mothballed in 1911 when the use of boats to transport goods declined. It was dismantled in 1926, and the locks which had been left to nature were reinstated.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Foxton_Inclined_Plane

How It Looked

Our friends were fascinated by it all.

At Foxton locks you have to book in with the lock keepers, as they are staircase locks. On our way back to the boat I spoke to the lockee, and we ended up being 3^rd in the queue. But as usual I got my trusty windlass and went to help out. I gave Daniel a windlass too, and Kata came along to help with the gates. It was very busy with gongoozlers, so lots of questions were asked and help given. There was also some great volunteer lockee’s on too. We were soon down the 10 locks, 2 sets of 5 with a passing pound in the middle, and off to the pub for a late lunch and a few pints. Again the food was good and the company great.

Daniel and Kata and us

After they left we had a quiet afternoon before our next port of call Market Harborough, were we had organised to meet more friends, this time Dave and Sandra Biddle, ex boaters and lovely people. We also needed a pump out and shopping, both available there.

But it was not to be, and this sometimes happens with boating, an unexpected disaster, a tree was down blocking the canal into the town. We had started off down the arm not knowing about the tree, before meeting 4 boats who had to reverse to the winding hole when they found they could not get past the tree. With a heavy heart we had to cancel with Dave and Sandra. We winded and moored back near Foxton village, then headed to the pub to have a discussion about what we were going to do. The nearest pump out was at Debdale marina, not to far, but with the next day being a bank holiday we weren’t sure if they would be open, after that it was Kilby Bridge ,which was 11miles, 12 locks 2 swing bridges and 1 tunnel from our present position.

It turned into a long day next day as Debdale was closed for the holiday, so we had a push on to Kilby Bridge, it took us about 6hrs, which is double the hours we normally do in a day. But needs must.

The first thing we did when we moored up was go to the pub, The Navigation, and had a well earned pint. We got talking to some boaters that were moored with us, Chris and Jana on NB One Day, it made a very pleasant end to a busy day.

We didn’t get up very early next day, and had to wait for another boat to use the pump out machine and put water in. Whilst we were waiting for the water to fill, we were joined by NB Black Swan and got chatting to its Captain Graham and its crew Wendy, they were heading the same way so we agreed to wait for them and do the locks together. It makes it so much easier doing the wide locks with 2 boats, and we soon got into a rhythm. They needed shopping too, so we moored near South Wigston and headed off, them to Tesco and us to Lidl. Our mooring for the night was on the end of a lock landing with them on a short bit of arnco behind us.

It was then a short hop and 6 locks into Leicester next day.

The Leicester Line of the Grand Union is a very rural canal, with stunning views, deep woodland and a myriad of wildlife. We have seen a Tree Creeper, creeping up a telegraph pole, Pheasants and a Green Woodpecker. The usual suspects of Ducks and duckings, Swans and their signets, Moorhens, Canada and Greylag geese. Elegant herons and snow white Little Egrets. Squirrels have sat in the trees and a tiny Muntjac deer was spotted in a field. But we have yet to spot the elusive colourful Kingfisher.

Green Woodpecker in flight

24miles, 29locks, 2 swing bridges (done twice) and 2 tunnels at 2046yrs total.