Well, it's the last day of my short break and I've spent the last 4 days next to the M25, so where's the strangest place you've gone on holiday?

Title says it all really!

Fyi
http://news-demon-tweeks.co.uk/HNI-38913-FW9Z29-1I1U7V-1/c.aspx

http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=NVubZ0Oegy4&feature=youtu.be

Don't leave your new waterproof gloves on the bike tank overnight when there's going to be a downpour!

Неуловимая девчонка на мотоцикле против мусора: http://youtu.be/Xbs6eMxa5ds

I don't know what's funnier- the video or the comments left underneath it!

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2752691/Harry-crash-drama-Prince-s-shock-motorobike-outrider-smashes-head-taxi.html

...thought provoking non the less

David's story: Road safety campaign: http://youtu.be/xq2xStb0R-c

So, when travelling up and down the canal system some locks have signs on saying 'please leave 1 lower paddle open' (the paddles are what let's water in/out the lock and cut)
I always wondered why, but not questioning did as sign asked.

So I get home tonight, step onto me house and nearly stumble over the other side, it's proper squiffy leaning to the port (that's the left, get me with the terminology!)

Have a look, try pushing the boat and it's grounded!

Initial worry was I've taken on water and half sunk, but I have a look at the water level and it's a good foot lower than normal!

So I grab my windlass (that's the name of the lock key for the paddles, again- terminology!)
And go up to the next lock, all paddles are closed so I open it all up to fill up my bit of cut and get me house floating again.

I'm now waiting for my curry to cook in the oven!

Naa, not really, cheers everyone!

So yesterday myself and two friends caught the train to Bletchley to pick up me new home (canal boat)
I was going to wait until lunch time to crack open the first can but that went out the window as soon as we stepped aboard.

A couple of locals informed me they had rescued it for me the previous night as it pulled out its moorings, oops.

So the journey was from Bletchley to Berkhamsted, something that takes me 25 minutes on a/b roads on the bike, well we were confidently informed we could not do the journey in one day!

Well balls to the wind we set off with beer cans in hand.

At about 12pm  two more mates met up with us at Leighton Buzzard and jumped aboard with two boxes of beer and cider,
Pizza in the oven only then realising I have no cutlery on board to cut it with, so made do with a handy piece of wood.
By the third lock we had our first accident, my mate decided to headbutt the ratchet pin- from everyone we asked they've never heard of it being done before, lol



We plodded on regardless whilst a headache descended on my mate, not long after we went aground but managed to get free with the awesome power of bow thrusters (check me)

At 6pm two more mates met us at Cheddington and came onboard with a big plate of sandwiches and more beer, an hour later my last passenger joined us at tring, making a total of eight of us sailing down the cut, the rear of the boat held all of us comfortably!

About half an hour later one of my mates jumped from the verge into the front of the boat knackering his ankle, I'm pretty sure the two bottles of port he drank to himself was more the cause!

After lots of drinking and a long arsed day we made it into berko and moored up at 9.30pm - just in time to get down the pub for the boxing!

Went down this morning and it was in the same place we left it which is always a good start to the day.

Time do a bit of cleaning then watch the motogp!

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