It was time to leave the delightful Foxton and Market Harborough arm, but not before I’d done another shop via the bus into town, the bus driver will even drop you on the canal bridge, leaving you wit just the towpath to walk with your load.
Weird or what ?
I had been informed that once I got near leicester, that I should charge through without stopping. I won’t go into detail about that needless to say, if you know me at all, I took that advise with a pinch of salt. Anyway, I set off to do the biggest part of the 18 mile journey I think 24 locks and the Saddington Tunnel. Low and behold, at the first lock I met up with a family on holiday, with two lovely ladies doing all the work. I managed to sweet talk them into sharing the locks and they were happy to oblige. Dad Derek, was in such a hurry trying to keep up with his itinerary that Mum Karen and daughter Tracey were moaning at him all day about relaxing and enjoying himself more. Well, with their help I had travelled around 8 miles and 12 locks today. I don’t think I could have done that on my own, thank you girls. Mooring at South Kilby, I had, had a few reminders of what people were saying about Leicester, with the constant smell of “weed” hanging around and the way the local kids I expect were just throwing litter everywhere. With the Glenn Parva Borstall around the corner, you’d have thought they’d know better. I didn’t plan to stay long anyway, just getting a shop from the supermarket some 15 minutes walk away, getting a nights rest then heading off in the morning. Derek had plans to beat me away, and by 06.30 He went by me without even looking my way, he imagined that putting two boats in the lock was holding him up, well Derek, if you are reading this, I do hope you fell in at one point you stoopid dipstick. LOL Without Derek holding me up, I had another 12 locks to do before Leicester, so decided to stop after 8 or 9 to enjoy the Aylestone nature reserve, and while I did find it a nice place to moor, there was a spate of Horse flies, feasting on me, Ouch ! I couldn’t wait to move on the next day.
As a tip of the Hat for the 2015/6 Champions well done Leicester
Pulling alongside the King Power stadium after completing the last of the locks, I had to stop to pay my respects to the local team for preventing Spurs from picking up the title Grrr ! Faced with a great sight of a mile long almost regal straight I pulled over at Castle
Gardens, a secure pontoon mooring for about 5 boats. Well I was lucky that there was a space, even though the rest was taken up by CCers that apparently been there a while, one of them since March ! bloody hippies. Walking around the town to find a launderette I got my “work” out of the way before launching into a shopping spree. The Shops are amazing, absolutely everything is there twice over.
Loved this view of the old clock tower in the middle of town
It may be safe and secure, but it was so noisey I dont think I got more than an hour before being woke by someone singing from the nightclub across the river. Today I made my way over to the National Space Centre, my life, what a walk, it was over 2 miles there and of course I was on my feet all day while there. By the time I got back I was ready for bed, that was to be later though, now I needed to eat and walk Meg, who sadly had been locked away on the boat all day. I don’t like to do that but it has to be done sometimes. I only stayed at Castle Gardens one more night, once again a very disturbed night. I had decided to moor further up towards Belgrave, where I’d been warned about. But I couldn’t stay here any more.
On my way I filled up with water at some new private moorings being built, luckily the water was turned on. Cruising through the City, it was a mix of old decrepid and new or renovated but lots of interest too.
I really liked this mural, and would love to get some more work done on Alfie like it.