Weekend at Foxton summit

It is Sunday evening, we are expecting  hurricanesque winds coming through tonight but all is battened down, we are moored on top of the Foxton summit, exposed to wind but minus large, possibly unstable trees..   I am in the boatman's cabin typing this and the dogs are watching One Man and his Dog on the telly...they are very interested in all the shouting and whistling and are picking up a few tips.

We watched the F1 qualifying on Saturday morning before we left our mooring at Laughton Hills and arriving at the Foxton summit we watered and planned to go down the lock flight.  There was quite a bit of traffic so we changed our minds and pulled back on to a 48hr mooring and took ourselves off to the pub, Bridge 61, the boater's pub of course.

 Watering at Foxton summit

 

Nb. What a Lark moored at Foxton summit and awaiting the arrival of family

 Himself getting in the first round at Bridge 61. 

 

David and Lisa had never experienced the charms of Bridge 61 so we just had to initiate them. Lisa's sister Melanie arrived  from Sussex and joined us in pub before having a tour of the industrial archaeology that is Foxton Inclined Plane and Lock Flight and in the evening we were invited for dinner aboard What a Lark. 

Aboard What a Lark,  l-r Melanie, David and Lisa

 

 l-r Joe, Melanie and David.......and half of Lisa

 

 Come Sunday morning we cleared the cabin top of loose items and secured the planks with the centre line...we do not need these to be flying around the roof tonight!

 Planks lashed down

 

With our boat prepared for the incoming windy weather we then helped What a Lark to lock down the flight and set off on their journey to Market Harborough.

 David and What a Lark on the way down

 Lisa

 The glorious view down the flight

 

With What a Lark away we then went back to Yarwood to watch the F1 Grand Prix and see Vettel win his fourth championship in real style.  Tomorrow we will lock down and make our way slowly towards our winter mooring.