|Bridge 39 with its mini telegraph pole|
Today we left Goldstone Wharf after topping up the water tank. A lovely slow sunny cruise past lines of moored boats but I enjoy looking at all the names. Ben and I had a walk along the grassy towpath until we hopped back onboard at a bridge hole, Ben won't attempt to get on a moving boat now and makes no attempt to get off unless he has his lead on.
Arriving at Norbury Wharf we pulled in for diesel and spied a new chimney in the chandlery, much cheaper than anywhere else at £23.99 for a 6x12 double-skin with one brass band. We had to wait ten minutes while a new pipe was put on the fuel pump too. The cakes in the café looked delicious I've resisted temptation so far.
A place to moor too, so we pulled in for an overnight stop. The fat rope fenders we recently bought have been great against the concrete sides of the mooring. I'm still thinking about those cakes!