Thursday 21st May 2020



It had been 2 years on 17th May since Bridge Street first took to the water and 2 years today since we moved on board. Quite a period.

It had rained heavily overnight, the first substantial rain in weeks. There has been so little rain over the last few months that we joke, come the lifting of Covid restriction, we will have further travel restrictions imposed on us due to water shortages.

There was more chasing and catching of butterflies and numerous other bugs with Jacob’s nets, before we, once again, walked to the chandlery.

I had received an update from CRT regarding mooring restrictions that nobody else seemed to have received, including other boaters we spoke too. This update stated that, from 23rd May, mooring restrictions on visitor moorings would be reinstated. As we are on 48-hour visitor moorings, this would mean we would have to leave on Monday 25th at the latest. We have not had a TV signal for a long time here and the internet is intermittent, so we have largely been out of touch with the world. However, making us move and continue cruise would seem to go against Government advice and we would feel very uneasy have to continually cruise at present anyway. We are planning to visit the Llangollen Canal when the restrictions are lifted but there is no travel allowed on the Welsh canals just now anyway, with no sign of this easing.

It is all very confusing. We rang CRT only to listen to the latest bulletin on a recorded message, repeating the message sent out on 13th May, that mooring restrictions would be reinstated on 23rd, but they would not be enforced until 14 days after, 6th June. Even more confusion.

Danny took some amazing drone footage of Syke’s, the boats and the surrounding countryside. Gaia has a vlog, Flotsam and Jetsam that will include this footage post lock-down.

Danny had found yet another dead tree that we brought out of the woods between us and, in the evening, we all sat out on the picnic benches and ate a pasta bake and salad dinner that the girls had prepared between them.




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