Or thereabouts. Out in the Leicestershire countryside…
Got my weekly shop done with the aid of the panniers I bought for my tour-de-wales whilst I moored the boat close to this bridge.
Didn’t really get much of a look around Hinckley. I knew it was going to be a case of moving quick and getting out of the rain.
Which I did.
Contrasts from the Grand Union
First big differences:
Less boat traffic: Far less. By 10am moored at my last location, maybe you’ve had 6-10 boats gone past. By 10 here, it’s more like 1-3. So, less boat traffic.
Lack of noise: Wherever you go in Northamptonshire, apart from Stoke Bruerne and Braunston, you’re going to get the sound of the railway or the sound of the motorway, or both. Here’s there’s nothing, just the sound of the birds cheeping.
You could say it’s like a country idyll.
There are a couple of farm shops.
It’s got it all! Sunshine… Phone signal…. Parking….
The only thing it doesn’t have is a waterpoint within walking, or even cycling distance.
So not quite all.
It’s getting there.
There are many ducks.
Yesterday I cycled and picked my car up from Northamptonshire.
Took me and hour and 50 minutes. 26 miles. Not bad.
The rain stopped shortly after lunch. Rather than sit around and drink more beer, I took the opportunity to move up a bit further toward some of the spots in the Ashby Canal.
The first of two junctions I need to pass through in order to get onto the Ashby.
Hawkesbury is on the outskirts of Coventry, and has a pub, a lock and a turning basin. Watching the boats pass amongst these features appears to be a bit of a spectator sport, as I remember from last time.
Today, there is distinctly less traffic. The pub is virtually empty on a Sunday afternoon.
A COVID emptiness….
Red boards on the Avon
A guy helped by doing the lock for me. There was only one…
He said he was a volunteer on the Avon. A river system which I was planning to visit last week.
He said it was a good job I didn’t, as the river is on ‘red-boards’, or flood conditions.