Sunbeams and sign language

Another of our regular trips over to Norton Junction and back.  Our usual spot outside the Mill House was inexplicably full, and nowhere else was free to stop, so we went on up the locks.  Again traffic was patchy, but somehow four other boats were waiting ahead of us for Braunston Bottom Lock.  Still, we were soon on our way in glorious weather.  Even the diesel smoke coming out of the tunnel can look good on a day like this.

 

We  moored up back through the tunnel on the 48hour moorings above the locks, for a change in glorious isolation.  Well, it was isolation until a boat arrived from the locks to moor apparently playing a CD of bagpipe music, but it wasn't for long.

 

Sunday was a quiet cruise back to the marina, complicated only by meeting some boaters at Calcutt who seemed to be trying to convey a complex message through sign language as we each left locks.  It really isn't that complicated, though, to cross with some other boats in one of the pounds there.