Followed soon after by “plastic” Susie
|JV moored up prior to attempting the lock.|
|Will she … won’t she?|
|No, she won’t|
Turns out that the new bottom gates, costing tens of thousands of ££££, had been upcocked. The brackets guiding the paddle rods didn’t fit into the slots in the stonework.
And inside the lock house:
|Models of the New Dawn being built at Shireoaks Marina|
JV had to reverse out of the lock and would have to go nearly to Dixon’s lock before turning.
|Note the fending pole ready for use|
The “plastic” Susie came down the canal with a novice allowed to helm.
And then another hour’s trip on the bus home.