Woke up to the perfect weather for boating. Checked everything, water tank full, filled up with fuel, checked the toilet......FULL! Went to empty it and discovered the Harbour Master up to his elbows in things not pleasant. The Elsan disposal point was blocked. Had to wait awhile.
Eventually got to do what had to be done, but things didn't quite go to plan. I managed somehow to accidentally wash the cap for the holding tank of our toilet down the drain....Never to be seen again. Thank goodness for plastic bags and gaffer tape!

Finally we got under way.

About 10 minutes into our journey we approached Crick Tunnel. Very damp, cold, dark and 1528 yards long!

The light at the end of the tunnel can just be seen.

It was quite daunting and took a lot of concentration. Sue was worried spiders would fall on her head! This was the first of 2 tunnels today. The second one at Braunston was longer, 2042 yards, and due to a mistake when it was being built (in 1796) it has a kink in the middle. And we had to pass a boat coming the other way inside the tunnel. A very tight squeeze. Managed to get past though without losing any paint, I think.

Tempranillo also encountered her first lock today. In fact it turned out to be a fight of locks. 7 in total.

Approaching Watford Flight Top Lock.

Tight Fit.

13 locks in all and Sue is knackked! She wound up so many lock paddles and pushed and pulled so many gates you would not believe. And still managed to produce an amazing meal at the end of all that. A glass of wine helped, of course.

Moored now up for an early night. Hope the weather is as good tomorrow.