Tomlow Bridge

My efforts to sort out the alternatorbelts seemed to have made them squeal more than ever.   Anything over tickover.  However, this did not matter passing the rows of moored boats leaving Braunston and as I suspected, as the battery voltage came up and the power demand reduced I was able to give the engine more power.  At Calcutt top lock we stopped for water, perched on the end of the water mooring behind another boater who seemed to be giving his boat a spring clean.  We left before him, but not before two boats had come up to the lock.  Waiting for them seemed top take ages and then a melee seemed to break out in the pound below with boats trying to reverse onto the service bay.  We elected to stay where we were.   Finally we arrived at our destination, Tomlow Bridge.  A fine day for a barbecue - all to ourselves unfortunately.