Final Cruise

A sad day for Dom and Becs, they are taking their boat and home to the ABNB brokerage to be sold, Constance has been their home for nearly a year, enough to convince them that living afloat is for them.

So much so that they are on their way to pick up their new boat !  how exciting for them, not  a  such a bad final cruise after all then.  Hakuna Haraka (means - no rush,slowly slowly,take your time)  is sat waiting for them and new adventures, enjoy, and we hope we will bump into you again, not literally with luck!

Hakuna Haraka   sits at Crick waiting

Reluctant to let go, Becs and Dom holding Constance at the locks

Our stay at Weedon was only the one night, the old part of the village is really nice, traditional cottages, quiet streets and good facilities, but wander to the edges and bang ! you are thrown into the mad world of traffic, smells and noise as the A 45 trunk road passes through, pausing briefly at the cross roads, then back to full throttle.

Weedon church, the golden stones shine in the sun

The dogs wait for us, no we are not in the pub ! cheek.

Tonight's Mooring

A super view from the stern tonight

Behind us, in the distance boats can be seen,  on the Leicester section of the G U one will be N.B.Constance as Becs and Dom are moored there, not for us this trip we plod on towards Brauston and a few appointments, all of which have our cheque book trembling nervously in the draw.

We have another tunnel ahead - Braunston - and at 2042 yards it's up there with the other big boys, Ali is already looking forward to it - not!! There'll also be plenty of locks to tackle in the morning, but hey! that's tomorrow, we still have today to enjoy.

Bye for now,

Baz and Ali.