Sunday, 2 September 2012

Lyme Green to Lyme View

It's been one of those days where things went pretty well to plan (Hannibal Smith would be pleased), although the weather was a shade damp first thing. In fact it misted down for much of the first part of the trip, but there was no wind, and it stayed mild, so not a big deal.

We set off from Lyme Green just before eight, and I steered through to the water point in Macc, taking about 40 minutes for the section, there being quite a few moored boats on the way. Tying at the water point is always a bit tricky; I've said before that Macclesfield needs to do something about its canalside. If you leave the engine running even for a moment, a guy emerges from one of the houses to complain. His problem, apart from anger management issues, is that the curved washwall means that the bottom edge of the boat rests on the stone wall, and transmits your engine noise straight into the basement of his house.

It being still quite early on a Sunday, I switched off as soon as Sheila had taken the centre line. The curve on the washwall also means that you can't get very close to the side, so a fair bit of jumping on and off is required until you're moored.

The water pressure, however, is very good, and we didn't take too long to fill well over half a tank. Meanwhile, I went and got a paper and some more houmous. Setting off again, I did what I hardly ever do, and let go all lines before starting the engine. This is, of course, asking for the engine to fail to fire, but not on this occasion.

Sheila ran a washload as we went along, and did various boat-keeping jobs, including rearranging the bookshelves in the saloon, which are now much better organised.

After that, it was  a case of a steady plod in steadily improving weather through Bollington and Riley Green to arrive at Adlington and the Lyme View marina just before lunch. We've had a relaxing afternoon; the bed sheet is on the whirligig, other stuff is drying inside, and we've been reading in the well deck.

Tomorrow, we'll do the last twenty minutes or so into Poynton, where our Ocado delivery will hopefully arrive between two and three, and we'll make contact with Peter, Susan, and some of the owners who are already working on getting the place sorted for next weekend.

As usual, this blog may become a bit more erratic for a week or so; I'll try and get something posted every day, but can't promise. If not, I'll pop up a tweet to let folk know what's happening – it'll appear in the panel over there on the right ---->

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