Harold got covered in leaves, poor soul, and we had to give him a good sweep before we left.
There were fireworks all over Berkhamstead all weekend. Fortunately Scooby doesn't seem to mind them at all. Just joggers, cyclists, other dogs, people.....
We set off today in a grey morning, filling up with water and ditching the rubbish before we left. In 2.5 miles we went up the remaining 7 locks to get us past Cowroast lock (and an Elson point) and to the summit of this bit of canal. It will be downhill for a while now. There are good visitor moorings here and it feels quite exposed, just as a 'summit' should.
| Coming into moor at Tring Summit. |
| Trying Summit. |
We finally had to give in and did some washing today so the boat is hung about with wet clothes, along with the general muddiness. The joys of winter boating.
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