Busy, busy, busy!

'Where are the songs of spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, while barred clouds bloom the soft dying day and touch the stubble- plains with rosy hue;'

It has come as a bit of a shock to be back on a very, very busy canal. We encountered a queue at the Glascote locks and travelled in a convoy for much of the morning. The boats travelling in the other direction were equally plentiful, msny if them being old working boats. A lunch stop to hopefully clear the line of boats was taken but no sooner did we set off again did we end up in another line!.

Still, the sun was shining today and we just plodded on!  Our aim was to get to a mooring that we had stayed at during the summer, where we knew it was quiet with just fields surrounding us, just outside Polesworth.

We arrived at said mooring and it was not long until we were joined by more boats and other boats continued to pass us in both directions until quite late.

Jenny's pretty frilly pansy!

Atherstone locks tomorrow and beyond.