|Approaching New Marton Locks|
|All boat crews worked the locks quickly so only a short wait|
|Mr Smoothy - not|
Once clear of the locks we took a slow steady pace along St Martins Moor with only one boat ahead of us. We passed the closed Jack Mytton pub and a lady biker in the grounds informed us it was reopening in 3 or 4 days time. Turned out she was a member of staff there.
The last section of today’s cruise came into view. Hatton locks are just through the bridge ‘ole on the right in the photo below. We stopped just before the bridge for a reccy. We we’re booked to go down the flight tomorrow so were early. Talking to the lock keeper we were told to moor at the first mooring available after the turn and he would summon us up to the lock landing for the night when he finished.
|The Frankton Flight are just through the bridge 'ole to the right|
Eventually Mr T offered to move but the grumpy boater was having none of it telling him to stay put now as “I can’t be doing with it”. As he passed us both and entered the lock his incessant ranting did not cease. He could be heard moaning all the way down the flight bending the poor lock keeper’s ear on the way. I could see his point to be fair but as Mr T had offered to move and as told don’t bother I could not see what grumpy continued to moan about.
At 2pm the lock keeper informed us he was finished and we should move up onto the lock landing which we duly obliged. The rest of the afternoon was beginning to cloud up a bit so we took the opportunity to polish AmyJo’s Port side and stern. Whilst doing so this crowd of canoeists stopped for lunch and then dragged their canoes down past the locks.