The heat wave continues and so does our pattern of early starts. Today we were away about 7:45 with a very short run to Irthlingborough Lock.
At first Mike thought we were to be assisted by a group of volunteers but it turned out that they were more interested in keeping the grass cut short! We were joined in the lock by another boat that had made an even earlier start - perhaps that is why they were a bit vague about where they had come from and where they were going!
A Mike arrived at the control box, a young couple that live nearby asked about how the lock works. As doing is the best way of learning (or so I told them!) I handed the lock key to the lass and set her to work at the vee gates. Both of them were very keen to learn as much as they could and seemed to enjoy the participation. They left ready to start work (IT User Support, from home) They can just be seen to the right of the lock.
The other boat left first but soon after we passed them as they were mooring up for the rest of the day at the FOTRN Stanwick Lake Mooring.
We do not know if this box was built for a specific species of inhabitant but it is visible from some distance away. Could it be owls, other raptors, bats or smaller birds - but the entrance did seem quite wide.
And so to Upper Ringstead. The blog in 2018 indicates that this was a shock to the system - imagine how it impacted us this time!
Yes, here is the dreaded wheel of misfortune! It takes just under 100 full turns to raise of lower the gate. Mike had come prepared with a recommended aid, a handle to fit into one of the holes that once did attach a handle. Alas, despite all the preparation, the bolts in the new handles were just one size too large. The lift mechanism itself seemed to lack lubrication as it groaned every inch of the way.
Between Upper and Lower Ringstead Locks we passed under a bridge of the same Peterborough and Northampton line that has tracked us and will still do - crossing our path several times today. Here, the bridge does not seem to have found a new life but further on it forms part of a long distance path.
Lower Ringstead brought a little respite as it no longer has a Wheel. So, Christine opted to take over operation leaving Mike on the boat. However, it brought its on wrinkle of difficulty - the water level above was some what above that of the lock and we had to use both slackers and brute force to get through.
Mike took the boat down to the lower landing whilst Christine finished up but she needed help from a local lady to persuade the gate out onto the road to open. Conversation followed and it turned out that she farms the nearby land including a specialist fishing lake alongside the lock. They also concentrate on growing a sort of grass that is used by certain power stations.
Above and below the lock is Willy Watt Marina, one of the earlier leisure boating facilities on the river. It is now partnered with the very new Blackthorn Lake Marina we passed a little earlier. Despite signs offering various facilities, including a cafe and a chandlery, it did not seem easy to gain access. Strong security fencing keeps marina and navigation apart.
This modest bridge and entry is actually the access to a small set of moorings called Woodford Riverside. We could find scant information about it and another boater reported several years ago that the original owners had retired. The company was dissolved in 2016 but still seems to operate with that name, no longer showing on the bridge but in very small letters at the entrance from the nearest lane. Somehow, boats still moor there.
The parish church at Woodford looks splendid and quite substantial for the size of the village. A FOTRN mooring now exists a couple of fields upstream but no easy access to Sunday church!
Woodford Lock was the second with a wheel but the gate moved much more smoothly. Still a lot of effort. Strangely, the gate had been left half way and also one slacker at the top part open.
And so the Denford, our last lock today. The wheel was much easier to turn but the weight of the gate hung even heavier.
A couple with a paddle board has set up camp on the lower lock landing. Fortunately we manage to avoid tipping them into the water with our lines.
We had hopes of finding our next mooring at Islip Bridge, part of Thrapston. It is tucked away just off the main river and very close to the old bridge. It is one of the few places close to food shops. As we turned in we could see space, if a bit cramped by two awkwardly tied up canoes. It is a tricky manoeuvre but as we arrived alongside we could see a very small notice saying that the mooring was closed for important maintenance. Not that much was happening. So it was a long reverse out and a sharp twist under the navigation arch. It would have been helpful to have shown a sign visible from the main stream of the river. As you can imagine, we failed to photograph these antics!
Fortunately there is a small FOTRN mooring just before the next lock where we could pull in. However, there is no obvious way into town. Lucky we are not too desperate! On the other hand, no passing footfall - but a few wild swimmers from the opposite bank.
7.7 Miles - 5 Locks






























































