Showing posts with label Watford. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Watford. Show all posts

Wednesday, 16 April 2014

Long wait at Watford Locks

We set off fairly early yesterday, after I'd paid a flying visit to Crick Garden Centre for some new plants. As Monday night had been a bit frosty I'm going to need to bring the planters into the cratch at night for a while so I tried not to get carried away.

Crick tunnel was wetter than I remember and we could have done with an umbrella in places as it was really "raining".

We got to Watford Locks at 11.30 and were happy to see that we were third in the queue to go down. That soon ended when the volunteer lockie came to book us in and told us we wouldn't be moving until at least 2pm.  C&RT were replacing one of the paddles on the bottom lock of the staircase.  That wasn't going to be the main delay though. He then went on to say that there was a queue of 15 boats at the bottom who were going to come up before we could go down.  Why?  Because "they were here before you"  was his answer!  Now Watford locks have always worked on 4 or 5 boats up followed by the same going down and usually with boats passing in the main pound. But that was in the days of employed lock keepers not these volunteers who couldn't organise a piss up in a brewery!


We waited for 2 hours under the M6 bridge while the repairs were completed.  The man standing on the side of the lock holding the rope was really nasty and told me to stop taking photographs. I asked why and he said because it was a work site and I shouldn't even be there! Stupid man. The couple on the opposite side of the lock peering down at the two men doing the repairs were also taking photographs so what was special about them?  I've always praised C&RT workers as without them our canals would grind to a halt and, up until now, they've always been unfailingly polite, but not this idiot. I think he should have been wearing a "job's worth" T-shirt rather than a C&RT one. When the work boat came past us the driver was one of the men who'd done the work and he was happy and smiling and asked where we were going next, the total opposite of his boss.


After half a dozen boats had come up the locks, the owners of the two boats in front of us started kicking off and eventually the volunteer lockies (there were 4 of them) decided that we could go down.


The staircase locks are controlled by coloured paddles. Back in the days of paid lock keepers, one of the couples who looked after Watford Locks were Crystal and Mick. Crystal used to teach new boaters a rhyme to help them remember how to operate the paddles safely. "Red before white and you'll be alright.  White before red and you'll be dead"  But in those days, even when boats were queuing for hours after Crick Show, the boats up/boats down system was used and no-one got wound up. We had boaters coming up to the locks to help speed things up and they were certainly needed as the tiny little female volunteer could hardly open the paddles and when she went to set the bottom locks she only opened one paddle. To think that there were 4 lockies on duty made the delays even more disgraceful.



We eventually made it to Braunston at 6.45 after sharing the 6 locks with a lovely family on a hire boat, and were greeted by this mother duck and her new family.

Thursday, 16 June 2011

Below Watford Locks

Wednesday
It was time to carry on again today. Keith came round before we left to show us the main TV news bulletin from New Zealand that he'd recorded on his i-pad. His wife Bronwyn was being interviewed about the latest earthquake and the effect the devastation and uncertainty of more quakes was having on the public. She’s decided she’s definitely had enough and  is trying to get a flight over here as soon as possible. Hopefully they’ll be able to join us at Stratford-on-Avon at the beginning of July.


This video will give you some idea of what they're coping with in Christchurch at the moment. You can watch it HERE , you'll need sound.

We had to bite the bullet and fill the diesel tank today……OUCH!!!  231 litres came to £228 and that will last us about 6 weeks. Boating certainly isn’t the cheap lifestyle option it used to be a few years ago.

Just after Crick Marina is Crick Tunnel which is 1528 yards long. This must be one of the wettest tunnels on the system and you definitely need to wear a hat and coat. Charlie had his waterproof coat on but by the time we came out the other end his head was soaking, Chico stayed nice and dry on the engine room step.




Watford Locks were fairly quiet when we arrived at about 4pm with only 1 hire boat waiting in front of us, but even so we had a 40 minute wait while 3 boats came up the flight. The volunteer lock-keeper was very friendly and well organised and told me he’d had around 30 other boats moving through the locks already today. Sunday had been a busy day with 45 boats passing through.

waiting for the locks, the bridge in the background is the M1

The 'book-swap' and lock-keepers rest room

one of the many floral displays at Watford Locks
that jet of water shoots out about 10ft so if you're not careful you get wet!
passing from one lock into another on the 'stair-case'

We cruised past Watford Gap Services with the roar of the M1 in the background. There’s a gap in the hedge where you can moor up to nip into the services for shopping but as we’d stocked up at Crick we didn’t stop. The Services must be used to boaters stopping there as they’ve even put a rubbish bin right beside the gap.

We’re now moored just before Weltonfield Marina on a very overgrown stretch of the canal with no TV, radio, phone or internet. I’ll post this blog tomorrow, or whenever I next get internet access.
(Thursday morning the internet miraculously returned full strength. There must have been a cell down)