Thursday 6 August we set off from Rugby the couple of miles to the locks at Hillmorton. There's a boatyard there and we need repairs to the water pump and the leaking stern gland.
Attractive fretworked bridge
No likely explanation occurs!
This is what a narrowboat looks like before it's fitted out with an engine, windows etc
View of the second pair of locks at Hillmorton. There was originally one flight, but competition with the Grand Union Canal company meant more capacity was needed. An amazing 20,859 vessels passed through in just one year, 1842
A closer view of the second locks, with boats exiting each one simultaneously
Good to have had a haircut
Unusual narrowboat design, reminiscent of a submarine
Anglers sheltering from the intense sunshine
Hot work
Larger than a traditonal lock cottage
Spot the boater
Looking back at the bottom lock, with cafe on the right and historic working boats outside
Picturesque entrance to Grantham's Bridge Boatyard, Hillmorton. They can do our repairs on Tuesday, so we'll wait on the towpath for a couple of days
This woman comes daily to feed the swans and ducks, clapping her hands to call them wearing an elegant sunhat and opera gloves
A familiar sight, Flying Eagle is normally moored at Egginton, not far from our home marina
Lock gate beams inscribed with lines from a poem by Roy Fisher: 'Working water climbs carefully down; This door makes depth captive for a while'
Catnap moored above the top lock, as we wait for the boatyard
Evening light on fields above Hillmorton
The repairs ably completed by Chris at the boatyard, Sod's Law strikes and we lose steering! The cause turns out to be this - an aerial cable and laundry bag combo around the propellor. Denis donned PPE for the operation and patiently untangled the mess
Day 50, Wednesday 12 August and our final day at Hillmorton, hooray! Devoted to shopping and cleaning, ready to head for Braunston.

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