Just checking in for todays blog at Hungerford, a glorious sunny warm evening with peals of church bells in by ear from the nearby Parish Church. There was no signal on the mobile phone at Bedwyn, where we moored last night. We did the short journey from Crofton in just under 2 hours and enjoyed the new facilities at the wharf (since we were here two years ago) for a pump aout and water. For those unfamiliar with the scene, our toilet is a macerating electric version which pumps the waste to a large 450 litre holding tank. This needs emptying periodically. There is a large pipe and an automated pumping machine. Fit it all together, put a card in the slot and there you go. The wharf at Bewdyn has one disadvantage however. It is surfaced with ballast finished off with fine grit and dust. The grit gets everywhere and ruins the paint and polished floors. Anyway, after the servicing, we got a good mooring and waited for Grannie, Gemma and Chloe to arrive for the weekend (in Gemma's case). The travel arrangements worked perfectly for them and a lazy afternoon spent in the warm sunshine. Pluto arrived to join us and the dogs were able to socialise as well as ourselves. Terry and June joined us at the Cross Keys in the evening for an excellent meal and we returned after dusk.
Today, Gemma did not want to feel pressured in having to arrive at Hungerford to catch a train, so we stayed put and after Gemma had left we moved down to Hungerford. 9 locks, 2 swing bridges. Strangely there had been very few boats about in the morning, but we passed one or two for each locking we made, going west. They are going to find nowhere to moor at Great Bedwyn methinks. Now the bells have stopped and it seems very quiet suddenly.
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