A brighter day greeted us on Tuesday, and we left Banbury in hazy sunshine which broke through with time, and the afternoon was positively warm. We were surprised how many other boats we passed, several of those whose crew I spoke with on their way back to winter moorings, as we are.
We passed a brilliant sign in a boat window. You might need to read it aloud once or twice to understand its full meaning!
“Considerate souls slow down as they pass moored boats. There are souls who don't.”
Passing through Cropredy, we ascended the nine locks to the top of the Claydon flight in good time, found Fenny Compton tunnel (which isn't a tunnel, you remember) free of oncoming craft, and moored up for the night just below the Wharf.
Our stern gland is still letting in too much water, although not as badly as it was yesterday morning. This will require some attention when we get back to Yelvertoft – as will the Alde gas boiler, which now fails to come on, and the defunct bow thruster (battery?) which might well have been useful at times on this cruise.