Tuesday, 21 November 2017

A Birthday boat trip...on a budget!

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It was Andy's birthday on Friday (38) - and as planned, we took a weekend trip to Leeds on the boat with our friends Sally and Lee.  Well I say Sally AND Lee - he couldn't get Friday afternoon off work so took the train to Leeds and met us there on Saturday afternoon.

We got VERY lucky with the weather with glorious sunshine but bitingly cold.  I had warned them to bring warm clothing (for the chugging) but once the wine came out, the dropping temperatures didn't really matter.

It was a good opportunity for us to practice having a couple of people on board for a few days... to see how we'll all cope in a small space.  I'm pleased to report (at least from OUR point of view) it was quite easy... and would have been easier still if I'd been a bit more organised tidying out the back cabin en suite before we set off.

Leeds from Wakefield takes about 7 hours if you're not rushing... which means about 8.5 litres of diesel (according to the engine  manufacturers official consumption figures...) THAT means, at 64.9p a litres (red diesel) a rough cost of  £11.03 for travel, hot water and power generation for 4 people for a weekend.

Given we didn't eat out either - I also took the opportunity to try out a few veggie meals (Sal's not a meat eater) it meant for a very cheap weekend away.  OK so a few gallons  we had a couple of drinks here and there but never the less, it's a lovely way to spend time with friends.


We over-nighted again in Woodlesfood and continued into Leeds on Saturday morning... we were even escorted by a kingfisher for a few hundred yards - if you have VERY good eyes (or a good imagination) you might be able to pick him out perched on a scaffold pole!

It's typical that none of us had a decent camera with us other than our mobile phones...  we are going to HAVE to get a good one with a good optical zoom.  Phones are fine for snapping away but it would have been lovely to get a "proper" photo of the kingfisher.

When Lee arrived on Saturday afternoon we sat at the back of the boat people watching and having a few drinks before I set to and did my Nigella bit in the kitchen...  substituting Leeks with Spring onions and sweet potatoes - the local Tescos NOT selling Leeks.  Once we'd eaten our tea, we headed off out for a couple of pints - unfortunately, it had escaped our notice it was Saturday night and the pubs don't seem to encourage conversation over drinks... either that or they assume that "young" people use sign language to communicate.  We took our battered ear-drums back to the boat quite early on and played cards/watched telly until the sandman did his thing.

The return journey on Sunday began in glorious sunshine again... blooming cold and when we stopped at Leeds service point on the river to fill the water tank I nearly slipped in on some ice.  That was a funny sight - apparently!  BEFORE that, I'd already gotten a bit of a soaking in lock 1 on the Leeds & Liverpool canal where it leaves the Aire .  I have a feeling I'd read these locks are to be replaced in January - long overdue by the looks of things...



Once off the river and back on to safer cruising ground, Lee was keen to have a go at the tiller... well, I'm not sure if that was because he felt safer on the canal again OR the Desperado's he was supping gave him the courage.

EITHER way, he took to it like a natural - certainly steering a much straighter course than either Andy or I tend to.

We lunched as we chugged (another vegetarian triumph I might add) and arrived back at Stanley Ferry just before dusk...  No time to get cleaned up though as tea in the pub was calling and having been treated by them to food and a little more libation, we said our goodbyes and were back on the boat in time for bed.  A lovely relaxed weekend which we'll try and do again soon.

Sadly for them, Monday morning saw them going off to work whilst Andy and I were able to luxuriate in a warm fire and More of Nigella's poached eggs!... MORE on those to follow!

Until Next time...


Wednesday, 15 November 2017

Cash back on old batteries...

I forgot to mention yesterday - having phoned a local scrapper to see if it was worth taking the old batteries in to him rather than going down the tip, apparently he pays 50p a kilo for batteries at present...


SO I dropped in all 4 (the old one had been in the engine bay as ballast since it 'boiled')... and came away with 65 quid - well I say came away with, he took a photo of my debit card and promised to credit my account the same afternoon - he's probably shopping away using android or apple pay on my account as I type!

Until next time...

Tuesday, 14 November 2017

New batteries fitted...

It can't be a week since I was here? - surely not!

oh well - calenders don't lie I suppose.  Trouble is, these days my memory is not what is was so sitting down to write a catch up is going to be quite tricky.

LAST week (Wednesday I think it was) I got a call from Sheila next door, to say 4 heavy parcels had arrived for me.   As it happens I was on route to the tip with a drum of used oil so once I'd gotten rid of that, I detoured via "home" before coming back to the boat.


It WAS a bit of a struggle lifting the ruddy things, but I managed it and brought them to the boat.  

After lots of research I'd settled on traditional lead acid "combined leisure /starter batteries from a chap on Ebay - https://www.ebay.co.uk/itm/12V-130AH-TB31MF-Deep-Cycle-Leisure-Battery-E-Go-Titanium-Caravan-Motor-Mover/201921716636?ssPageName=STRK%3AMEBIDX%3AIT&_trksid=p2057872.m2749.l2649

In an ideal world, I'd have bought GTP, TROJANS or LITHIUM... the latter of which are RIDICULOUSLY expensive.  FINANCIAL Reality bites though and I figured given we'd ruined a set in a little over 12 months, we could just as easily ruin an expensive set as a cheap one - ergo, £339.36 for 4 x 130ah batteries (inc delivery) was a (just about) tolerable expense.


I had to wait until Andy wasn't working on Thursday morning to remove the old ones - them being bigger and heavier than their replacements, so, as the fire was running, I thought I'd bake some bread... yes I know this is not related to batteries but the outcome was quite good so I thought I'd share with you.

SO - back to the batteries... I crawled into the engine hole and undid all the terminals, AFTER I'd disconnected the solar panels and Andy helped me to lift them out of their positions and on to the back of the boat.  

Rather annoyingly, in the process I thought I'd lost one of the terminal clamps so had to break off and go to Halfords for a replacement.... which turned into a bit of a nightmare as despite them having one, (I bought 2 just in case) - when I came to fit it, the "post" turned out to be too big for the connecting wires... ergo a slight bodge different way to connect them had to be found.


It's hard to see, but  I had to find an m6 long bolt to attach the cable to - this required rutting through old Mick's box of bits and bobs AND (when he didn't have one) scrounging one of Mark on the boat behind Mick...  It wasn't until I got to the final group of wires, I FOUND the missing  battery terminal clamp where I'd used it earlier to keep the bundle of cabling tidy.

Yes - I DID undo the bodge and re-instate the original wiring.

Once all back together, I had to reset the smart-gauge to tell it the new bank size and type of battery...  That in itself is a bit of a faff cause you need 2 people to do it really...  luckily, Andy was still in amenable mood!

Finally, I re-configured the combi-charger with the new battery bank size and type also in preparation for a full charge.

All this had taken 2 hours (probably and hour and a half LONGER than it would have, had I not mislaid the connector.  The plan then WAS to get the generator out and charge fully... HOWEVER, as the sun was shining, I decided it would be a nice day to go for a chug.  I went towards Woodnock lock and did 2 locks single-handed before my return to the mooring.

As I came over the aqueduct, my phone went beep and it was my friend Sally who was in the pub... well it'd have been rude not to moor up outside and nip in for a quick one.... which turned into a couple and subsequent message to Andy to advise him I'd moved the boat to outside the pub for the night (by this time he'd gone to work) where he later joined us for a convivial evening - DURING which, a plan was hatched for a boat trip to Leeds this coming Friday for his birthday where Sally and her fiancée Lee will join us and pretend to be customers...  Luckily they both drink like fish  appreciate the odd drink so will be easy company.  NOW of course, we just need it not to rain and send the river into flood.

Oh - before I forget... SO far, the batteries are doing well...  they get to 100% with about an hours am charge, solar top up and half hour boost at tea-time each day - only dropping 10% from dusk till dawn and that's even with the webasto coming on for 2-3 hours on a morning.  LONG may it continue.

Until next time...

Tuesday, 7 November 2017

Re-homing the cats...

After 5 months of trying (through word of mouth and extended circles) to find new homes for the cats, we've finally resorted to the cats protection  people.

Sox would I'm sure manage ok when we're moving around next year... poor old George however continues to hate it ... MORE so since he got stuck up that tree last week.  At the moment, the poor fella won't LEAVE the boat at all - despite hating it.... stuck between a rock and proverbial hard place.

Today, they've appeared on the "home to home" section of the website  here.https://www.cats.org.uk/dewsbury/adopt-a-cat/home-to-home-cats/sox-and-george  .



SOMEWHERE during our chat, they must have gotten hold of the wrong end of the stick - re. our reasons for moving onto a boat.  To quote "Dad's fallen on hard times and moved us on to a narrowboat"...  I suppose that might make someone take pity on them - ironically, we have offered to keep paying their medical insurance, provide the new owners with a years worth of Frontline (flea/tick stuff) and Drontil (worming stuff) that we'd already bought  AND pay the adoption fee to the charity, transfer the "chip data" and transfer the vaccinations for life policy to go with them

It seems "real" now they are officially listed as unwanted... and to be truthful, it doesn't feel very good to be trying to find them new homes....Despite that, we do know it IS the right thing for George.  Hey ho.  I'm sure they'll brighten up some cat loving/lonely person's life.


BOATY wise, today I'd hoped to get some scratches touched up but the weather is against us - instead, I've been to the tip to dispose of some waste oil and collected 4 new batteries I'd ordered for the boat - they were delivered to the default pay-pal address and intercepted by one of the neighbours ... she called me whilst I was at the tip and I detoured via the bungalow to pick them up on the return journey.


IF we'd had enough money, we'd have bought either GTP'S or TROJANS ... as it stands, given we need to get through the next few months on my redundancy money, I resorted to lead/acid 130ah "leisure" ones... hopefully, now I've gotten better at looking after them AND if we don't abuse them (like we did the first set) they'll do a couple of years...

Tomorrow morning, before Andy goes to work, I'll wedge myself in the engine bay and remove the old and replace them - using Andy as "Braun"...  I called into a scrap-yard today to enquire if it was worth me bringing the old ones in and was told they pay 50p a kg.... given they weigh in at 30kg each, what's 60 quid cash to buy coal with...  every little helps and there was me - about to take the to the tip!

Until next time...

Saturday, 4 November 2017

Painting the Gas Locker....

This 'living on a boat' malarkey is one exciting thing after another😉...  I'd been putting off doing the gas locker for ages now - ever since I finally got around to doing the rear lockers, I've had a nagging prick to my conscience that it needed doing.

The sun was out for a short while this week so I twisted my own arm and set to doing it.



I'd forgotten how heavy those lumps of old train track were - having put them up front to alter the trim of the boat long before I had my hands operated on.  To be frank, it was a real a struggle to get them out...more so, because when out looking for the cat the other day, I slipped down a bank and landed on my left wrist/hand which is STILL giving me jip.

Having cleared everything out, the true extent of the water entry became apparent...


The holes each side that are there to allow any escaping gas to go overboard rather than into the boat, have been getting regularly submerged now that everything is on board ... and more so than ever when the poo tank  black water tank is over the half full mark.   Luckily, as I'd recently emptied afore mentioned tank AND we were low on water, it was a good time to do it.


Despite the sun being out, it wasn't tropical so after "waiting" for it to dry out naturally, I gave up and borrowed a hair-dryer to speed up the process.

I got a wire brush and spent a long while scrubbing it down,  it out and finally hoovering it.

Once it was nice and clean I applied fertan to the rusty bits - leaving it to dry, before applying the 1st of 3 coats of yellow Hammerite.... why yellow again? - it was cheaper than any other colour in Halfords for some reason...  


Reaching the very front of the bow was a pig - I could have done with being a contortionist ...  Anyway, it's done now and I took the opportunity NOT to put back all the steel ballast I'd removed - opting instead just to place a couple of lumps to port to off-set the toilet tank as it fills...  

LEAVING the ballast out has brought the escape holes clear of the waterline again - thus removing one job from the list when we go for blacking in the spring.... I had been planning to drill new holes higher up, weld up the original ones and make some kind of false floor to lift the gas bottles up.  This is no longer necessary and even in the event of full water AND toilet tanks, there's still a good 50kg of ballast that could be removed if necessary....Time will tell on that one.

I've also put a couple of padded mats (exercise type) under the gas bottles and train track so as to reduce the risk of scratching paint off again and encouraging rust to form.    

WRITING of rust - if the weather is amenable this week, I'll really need to sand down some scratches/scrapes on the outside of the boat and sort them out with rust killer and paint .... it's amazing how quickly it can begin to look shabby.  The roof ALSO needs another coat on top of the non-slip stuff I applied the other week... before those jobs cane be done though, the whole boatt could do with a proper wash down... which I may do at the water with the hose pipes rather than rig up the submersible pump and hose-pipe like we did on our last attempt.

Until next time...

Wednesday, 1 November 2017

Missing Cat and Halloween Hijinks...

It's been a busy few days since I was last here - BUSY but not terribly productive I'll grant you.

You'll remember at the weekend, we had our first taste of proper cold weather this year...  Saturday, whilst starting off cloudy and dull, turned into a cold evening...SUNDAY even colder and what was I doing for most of it? - Wandering around in the dark with a torch shouting for George (the silver tabby cat).

He's quite a timid chap (for his size) and never stays away from the boat for more than a couple of hours... even then, I'm sure he's in the undergrowth "watching us"... The trouble was, on Sunday, because the sun was out, MORE people than usual were walking their dogs off leads down the towpath... about 2pm, Sox (the black cat) came bounding in to the back of the boat, accompanied by the noise of a couple of  Spaniels barking and scrabbling around....  I thought no more of it and carried on reading my book.  A few hours later, I called George but there was no sign of him.  As it got dark I got a torch and began looking for him.  Now OK, he's a cat and we're TRYING to find him a new home - away from boats but given I'm a big softie when it comes to animals, I wanted to find him...  to make sure he wasn't injured somewhere.

As I was wandering around in the dark, I came across a group of thugs  young lads carrying air-rifles and of course with no sign of George still, was imagining all sorts...

I wandered around for an hour or so before going back in to get warm.
By about half seven, it was already down to 2.3 degrees outside.  George does not like the cold so I went back out again and extended my search area....  by about half 9 I'd had enough so gave in and went back to the fire.  Every few mins I opened the wide hatch and called him- hoping to hear a meow.... Nothing.

It wasn't until Monday afternoon, when after several more "searches" did we hear a feeble "meow" coming from about 50ft away...  it appeared to be coming from a heavily over-grown area, thick with bramble thorns... SO, armed with loppers and shears we began cutting through the scrub trying to locate the source of the noise.  Of course, we were NOT helped listening for him due to a chap using an angle grinder on the boat moored opposite.   Every so often we'd hear a faint "meow" but it was proving very difficult to isolate exactly where it was coming from...  by now, both of us were prickled and cut to buggery from the thorns.  After about half an hour of hacking (and swearing) there was a lull in the grinding and finally George had the sense to make himself heard again... 

It's hard to make out from the photo but he was well and truly wedged up a hawthorn tree, with bramble thorns embedded in his fur trapping him - not far from where the dogs had been when Sox came running back the previous day.  Poor chap had obviously scrambled up there in a hurry to avoid said canines and had been unable to free himself.

The annoying thing being that if he'd had the sense to make  a noise in reply to my calling, he could have spent a night in front of the fire - rather than wedged up a tree  through a harsh frost.    Getting him down  required ME (13 stone of clumsy ginger) climbing up the tree and untangling him.   I half expected him to wriggle and make it difficult but he just laid there whilst I freed him as carefully as I could bless him... a few hours later after a good feed and warm, he made himself comfortable
They're not usually allowed in there but given his ordeal, I made an exception.

Soft or what?

WHILST I'd been out in the dark looking for him, I invariably bumped into a few boaters - a couple of whom, mentioned they were having a bit of a Halloween soiree if we'd like to come along... nothing big, just a few other boaters, food and drink etc.  Now as most people know, I'm not good in a big crowd of people but in the spirit (no pun intended) of the invitation, accepted on behalf of us both and last night, when Andy got in from work, we wandered to their boat, complete with a fair amount of drinks AND some toffee-apples I'd made earlier in the day...they weren't my most successful toffee - I don't think I got it hot enough because the gas ran out about 10 mins into the boil and rather than changing the bottle I thought I'd get away with it...


The observant among (amongst?) you will note I couldn't find any lolly sticks in Sainsbugs so I improvised with bamboo skewers...  planing to warn folk about the "sharp" bits...  irrelevant as it turned out because the toffee whilst set, remained SO sticky that the first bite glued your teeth together anyway lol. - The smelled nice on the fire though!

It was a very sociable evening and the hosts had spookied their boat up for the event and made us feel very welcome - us being the "new kids in town"...














I think it's fair to say by the last photo I took at about half 2, Andy had enjoyed the wine, home-made cider and gin...   an hour later, it was time to head home.

THIS morning we're both a little fragile but it was an enjoyable evening and good to get to know our neighbours a bit better - folk have lead such interesting lives compared to us...  it's a good community to be a part of... and because folk make an active CHOICE to become part of it, the sense of belonging comes naturally.

Until Next time...

Friday, 27 October 2017

1 Year on...

Well Happy Birthday 'Ellis'.  YES - 1 year ago today, the boat was launched/craned on to the water here at Stanley Ferry, Wakefield!

This morning, I'm up and about early for no reason really...  RATHER pleased I'd bunged a few more ovoids on the fire about 10pm before retiring...

as it was 3.6 degrees Celsius outside and still a comfortable 21.9 in the lounge saloon.  Mick is always making a point we need to use 'Boaty' terms for different parts of the boat...  *sits on the naughty step*...  

Hey ho.  I've given the grate a bit of a riddle and chucked on a few more coals so before the sun gets up, it'll be back to about 25-26 degrees in here again.  I've never liked being cold so it's come as quite a relief how HOT a boat really can be... especially given that the first 18 or so inches of the living space, is under cold water!

So then -  NOW we've had the boat 12 months, I thought I'd look back at how it's all gone.  I'm in danger of just writing a list here so bear with me... I'll try NOT to but you know how it is ... sometimes a list IS the best way.

STARTING with the Bedroom  sorry Mick, CABIN, ... you may recall on the orginal plan https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9UQfH7TsGFA/VpZW2lkMCbI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/86B--by1YNM/s1600/IMG_0699.JPG
 we'd planned to fit fin rads in the bottom of each wardrobe... THAT didn't happen.  I did buy them but in order to get the 22mm piping hidden behind the front bulkhead and bent around rather than have 90 degree bends, the big one just wouldn't fit and as for the smaller one, by the time the piping went in for macerator toilet, there wasn't room in there either.  Also, on the plan, we'd intended building a cupboard to house the compact tumble dryer to the left of the front door - in reality, due to the curve of the boat, it wouldn't fit either without seriously obscuring steps/door.  As such, it was relocated to the bottom of the larder cupboard in the kitchen.... which in use, actually works quite well as the vent hose hangs easily out of the porthole above the sink.

Moving through into bathroom (what Mick expects me to call that I don't know) that was as planned - except 1 ft larger than we wanted.... the builder sort of bullied us in to that - I now wish we'd stood or ground and had it a bit shorter as that extra 1ft would have been more useful in the lounge.

Writing of the lounge, that (with the exception of 1 less porthole each side) is also more or less as planned... I've still not gotten around to putting the ceiling level vent in above the fire into the back of the storage cupboard in the bathroom - I bought all the bits required (12v computer fan, ducting etc.) but in reality, when the fire is lit, the bathroom is warm enough anyway - IF we get a really bad winter and we feel cold in there, I might get around to doing that.  The position of the stove HAD to be moved slightly more centrally due to the wiring loom in the ceiling ending up RIGHT where we needed to cut the hole for the flue... which in turn upset the ballast a bit when the toilet tank is full.  We've now gotten around that with the heavy steel plates Tony gave us.

Kitchen wise - Sorry GALLEY, that had to be changed a bit... with the removal of a dishwasher (there was no way of opening the door without having it open into the lounge, (which would have meant moving a chair out of the way each time you put a mug in) .  GIVEN what we now know about "power" generation and management, it's probably been for the best.  We also LOST a cupboard space opposite the sink because the Oven had to be fitted there...  despite (on the plan) it going opposite the fridge, the wiring for the fridge ended up being the wrong side and rather than squeeze it on top (it might have fitted) we opted to fit it under the kitchen work top.  IT's a bit of a pain and at some point, we might replace it and the 2 burner hob with a free-standing full size one.  It IS perfectly usable but  it did take a bit of getting used to.

The larder cupboard and 2nd toilet have worked out well - although they too have swapped sides - it being easier to plumb the loo in as the pipes to the kitchen/bathroom ran down that side.  

Dinette wise, that has gone to plan, with the fin rads being fitted under the floor which do a good job of keeping long term storage stuff aired, whilst the 3 little radiators take care of 'proper' heating back there - besides, so long as the eco-fan is on the fire, it's usually only a couple of degrees cooler than the lounge anyway - clearly having the stove roughly in the middle of the boat WAS a good idea.

One thing I now accept I DID get carried away with, were (was?) the number of radiators - ONLY by 1 though ...  this one to be exact

On paper it seemed a good idea  - being able to lean on a hot radiator and look out of the side hatch....  in reality a) heat wise it's just not needed and b) space wise, it means when we have the chairs facing THIS way,

due to the "lost arm space" under the gunwale, the walkway between the chairs is a bit tight... We'e both taken to sitting this way of an evening so we can put our feet up and feel the heat from the fire WITHOUT one of us sweltering in what became known as 'the hot seat' lol.    Sitting this way ALSO means we can make good use of the usb points over our left/right shoulders with the usb reading lights we have.  

AS for the hull, the only change there was we only have 5 portholes down each side rather than the planned 6... it hasn't made any difference (other than knocking £1000 off the final  invoice)... the glazed side hatches (1 on each side) HAVE made a big difference.   I still need to buy a sheet of clear perspex to place on the outside  - currently when it rains/blows, due to the tumble home, the water runs to the bottom of them and drips inside.... having something on the outside will direct it down the exterior instead and still allow day light in.

OTHER than the things mentioned above, it's gone pretty much to plan.   

One thing that definitely WAS a good move, was the engine upgrade ... from a 38 to 42.  The "power" as such isn't really noticeable unless heading upstream against fresh flow on the river but the resultant PRM 150 Hydraulic gearbox AND 175amp 2nd alternator it runs, DO make a big difference ... especially when the washing machine is running.  

RE. the washer - whilst it is cold fill, I HAD planned to fit a " Y " piece in and connect it to hot and cold supplies with 'stop taps' in each pipe... The risk there though would be unless I remembered to intervene mid wash, it might end up rinsing hot water too...   SO in practice, we've got 2 x empty 5 litre water bottles that live in the 2nd loo cupboard which I fill with hot water and pour in the drawer at the start of whatever program... that saves an awful lot of battery drain and does mean I can have a load done and ready to peg out on a morning, before the 8am engine starting time slot.  

NOT that many people seem to adhere to that around here...  WE do and for the most part don't get narked that others don't... we've learned to adopt a 'live and let live' attitude - live-aboard boaters sometimes run out of electricity/battery power so  needs must and all that.

We're still managing on just the 3 135ah batteries... the de-sulphication charges appear to have done the trick and although this morning when I looked, they were down to 66%, yesterday they didn't start off full anyway.    Our charging regime at present is to run the engine for about an hour first thing - which gives hot water for the day and does the bulk charge.  The Solar then (hopefully) trickles away all day putting the rest in.  Generally, I'll run it for another half hour or so after tea to top up the hot water.  

Once a week (ish) I get the generator out and charge using the inverter until the charge current drops to under 2amps...  assuming that means the bank is as close to 100% as it will get. This seems to be working ok.  

The generator is a bit loud so I've asked the boaters moored nearby to let me know if it' gets on their nerves and I'll move the boat a few hundred yards up the cut when it's running for more than a couple of hours - EVER the considerate one that's me 😇

Until next time...

Thursday, 26 October 2017

650 Hour Service...

I WAS hoping to be able to get to the 27th but alas, yesterday morning, the engine hours were on 649.4 ... ergo, time to change the engine/gearbox oils and filters again.

I know I'm a bit anal - taking photos of said consumables against the hour gauge but I do it to create a maintenance record for the boat.  At some point, I'll print them out and stick them in the service book so any future owner of "Ellis" can see things were done when they SHOULD have been... AND as proof to Engine's Plus in the event of a warranty claim.

This time, it was a lot harder squeezing myself in and around the engine to drain fluids and replace the filters - a combination of me getting fatter AND the palms of my hands still not being much use.  

The air filter looked particularly grubby and I did have to double check whether I'd replaced it LAST time or not...  

NO matter - the job is done now and all that remains is a trip to the local tip to pour the used oil into their recycling drum... I'll get around to that some time next week.

WHY was I hoping to get to the 27th I hear you ask? - well, it'll be 1 year tomorrow since the launch of the boat.  THIS time last year I was uber stressed, barely slept a wink and worrying about what might go wrong.  

This time THIS year, I'm more chilled and relaxed than I've ever been... We're happily living on the boat that is almost completed.  We both still can't quite believe it only took  a little over 6 months of extremely hard work to get it  it done.  Given in my head I'd allowed a couple of years, modesty a side, I've done a good job - considering it's a first attempt.

When I've done some more work on the website, I'll come back here and have a look through the time line to see what's gone well, what we changed as we went along  AND what we'd do differently if we knew what we know now. 

Until next time...

Saturday, 21 October 2017

Non-slip roof and Horn signals...

Despite my right hand still being a bit useless, this week I've forced myself to get on and make the roof a bit safer...  I've had the rubberised anti-slip granules in my car for months.... AND the masking tape lurking in the front locker with the paint and rollers - just waiting for me to be arsed  some decent weather.

On Wednesday, I could put it off no longer.  Spurred on by a couple of chaps further down the cut painting the roof of another boat, I'd ran out of excuses.



SO I got the stuff out and then had a bit of a ponder how I was going to go about it.  BEING 'Mr Prepared', I'd long ago bought a flour dredger to use as a sprinkler - at work we used to drill holes into a plastic Heinz baked been jar and use that.  FINDING the darn thing took quite a while I'll grant you.  Instead of putting it with the paint or granules, I'd filed it in a foot stool with some paper work I needed to deal with - LUCKILY, whilst getting ready, I spotted Dan (from another boat) who'd asked me about solar controllers a few weeks back and I remembered where I'd put an article I'd saved for him... yes, in aforementioned footstool.



We don't often walk on the roof by the solar panels but I decided to do a strip of non-slip down either side anyway... given that if someone has walked half way down on non-slip, their brains will assume the hole roof is too if you follow.


The instructions tell you to mix the granules with the paint and then apply.  Having learned (the hard way) at work on the floor of the chair-o-planes, I decided to roller a layer of paint on first, sprinkle on and when dry, apply another layer to bond granules... doing another final coat when that was dry.


I carried on masking up the port side and completed the roof quite quickly.


It occurred to me to turn the boat around to do the other side but as clouds were gathering I decided I'd take extra care and do the other side from the gunwale.... Mick was pottering around so I warned him to listen out for a splash and get ready to rescue me lol.

LUCKILY I came to no harm and got the whole lot done, with time for dry before the rains came.


It's not the neatest off jobs I'll admit but once it's had another coat, it'll hopefully serve it's purpose and stop me slipping into a lock.  Time will tell on that one.

WHILST in the footstool digging out the info for Dan, I also came across something else I'd filed away - a long time ago.... it was a sheet I'd printed off, describing what horn signals mean.

I decided to dig out the label machine (I knew where that was, having knocked it off my shelf the other day) and abbreviate them with a view to sticking them outside.


I've stuck them where they can be seen when chugging along - I doubt many people know them anyway but at least if someone does and uses them, they'll be to hand.

I gave old Mick the sheet in case he ever needs them and he tested me on them  - even doing the "noises"... oh and btw, remember his DVLA eye test? - well it turned out he CAN see well enough and has been granted another 3 year reprieve!

Until next time...


Tuesday, 17 October 2017

Steam pig, October-fest (Leeds) and people-watching...

'Morning.

It's been a busy and varied weekend which began on Thursday afternoon when we set off towards Leeds on the boat... we didn't get far - just to Woodnock Lock before the river thwarted our progress.  It hand't occurred to us that it might have been in flood.  Primarily because we'd not had any rain to speak of.  IF we'd paid attention in geography, we'd have remembered that the flow of the river tends to be governed by what's happened UPSTREAM....

SO, as our plan for Thursday had been to go as far as Lemonroyd or Woodlesford to overnight, we patiently waited on the lock-landing for a few hours whilst the level dropped...  THAT was the plan.  It was still in the red around 5.00pm so we wrote the day off (it's 2 hours ish from there to the relative safety of Lemonroyod above Fleet wier).  Around 5.45 the traffic lights changed from flashing red to amber meaning we could proceed but as it'd soon be dark, we stayed put.

For the first time in ages, we set an alarm and were up, breakfasted and away by 7.30.  It WAS a bit windy and the river was still in the yellow but as we were heading down stream it didn't cause much of a problem... that was until we did the turn at Castleford from the Calder onto the Aire.   There was quite a bit of flow coming towards us, along with the occasional crocodile to negotiate.


All was going well but on apprach to the lock off the river, I noticed the morso control was loose - very loose.  Once into the lock, I did an emergency tightening before Andy began filling it.

We made good time despite the wind and once safely moored in Granary Wharf, we were joined soon after by a steam powered boat heading towards Doncaster/Rotherham (can't remember) to take part in a musical thingy, in which their role was to blow the steam whistle.


The boat itself was nothing special but the silent cruising must be lovely - I got chatting with the old blokes running it and their passion was infectious.  It's not for us though - bloody hard work keeping the steam up and maintaining it... not to mention lugging an awful lot of coal about all day.    I was curious about how they managed to keep the batteries charged so they explained they've got an alternator connected up to the drive shaft with gearing so it charges as it moves.   I felt a bit daft then.

As Friday evening began, we started to notice a lot of pedestrian traffic passing by the boat in various fancy dress outfits... well I say various, I may have well just have said lieder-hosen (spelling?).  We presumed it was just a works night out and thought nothing more about it.   We'd already made plans to visit some friends to see how their conversion works were going and go out for dinner.  The downside being that as we'd been unable to confirm our arrival (cause of the aforementioned river in flood) the only table available in the Italian we wanted to go to wasn't ready until 8.30pm.... and as anyone over 40 will agree, THAT time on a Friday night is a bit loud to be able to talk.  I don't know WHY these places always think having booming music on so loud that you have to shout at the people you're sitting with is conducive to spending more money...it isn't... in fact, we ended up eating quickly and returning to the boat for a couple more drinks.  When our friends left, we sat on the back deck watching the world go by with a night cap.  

It's really amazing SO many different things go on in a small space.  Within a couple of hours, we observed every thing from couples arguing, drug deals (allegedly) young love, PAID for love (if you follow) jolly drunks, aggressive drunks, FALLING down Stupid drunks and even a spot of pre,during and post coital affection on a balcony above!

Andy was shocked and it took him at least 4 minutes before he could look away lol.

It really was an eye-opener all the things going on around us.  The atmosphere was for the most part, REALLY friendly and convivial....  Alcohol can be useful like that.  

ONE thing that was consistent was the friendly interest passers by have in our life sitting on the boat.  At one point, a group of young ladies  ended up coming on board for a nosey around.  It got a bit cramped with a boat full of people but they were well mannered and genuinely interested and friendly... even the cats enjoyed the attention.  During the visit, a random bloke arrived looking for them and it transpired he was their chaperone/responsible non-drinking adult.  His name was Mark too although we never did get any of their names.

As more and more pepole came by chatting, we discovered it was October-fest  https://www.visitleeds.co.uk/news/Oktoberfest-Leeds.aspx# hence all the wankered  jolly drunks staggering back in swaithes.  One passer by was moaning bout having spent £20 on 2 jugs off beer, only to be told their time was up and NOT being allowed to take it out with her.... some folk later on  managed to smuggle theirs out though.

We did think about going ourselves but to be honest, it seemed like a bit of a waste of money and we were really enjoying the evening watching everyone else whilst whilst we had a few gins.  YES I know we started Dry-October... well gin IS dry isn't it?

Sunday morning arrived and we'd planned to get off home around 7.30am...  UNFORTUNATLY the River Aire had other ideas about that...

IT was still in the red and falling VERY slowly.  We've got a powerful enough engine to have been safely able to manage it but we weren't going to risk it.  SO went off to weatherspoons for breakfast and kill an hour or so.

An hour wasn't going to be long enough so we did a bit of washing (and tumble drying), watched a bit of telly and chatted to the steam boaters who were also stranded...  every hour or so, we wandered to the marker board and by 1.00pm it had dropped enough for them  to make a dash for it.

We helped work them through the lock and closed the gates but the flow of the river wasn't helping the helmsmen get out onto the river.  He had to back up and take a bit of a run.




They shot off down the river and did appear to struggle a little with the current as they turned the corner under the bridge.

WE gave it another half our or so and then made the same journey - complete with our life-jackets on.  Rather helpfully, the chap who skippers the party boat, worked the lock for us to save me having to hover on the landing to pick Andy up and we shot off downstream too.  To be honest, whilst it WAS a bit fast flowing, the engine was clearly up to the job and even the turn into Clarence dock above the weir was negotiated safely enough with a bit more power requited than usual.

It was a lovely day and we made really good time, going with the flow down-stream.



The new weir at Knostrop flood lock has now been completed and  you can see how much water was still coming down with us.  

Luckily, when we got to the Calder, it wasn't as high as the Aire had been and although we did need to put a few more revs on, we made good time - OK, so it was dark by the time we got home and as we we'd arranged to meet Tony and Vicky in the pub for a drink, we had tea on the hoof in the dark.  

The reason it looks like "dropped" lasagne is because it WAS lol.

No matter,  we were safely back on our home mooring by a little after 7pm...  and I proceeded to batten down the hatches/tighten up the ropes well in preparation for the storm heading our way..


Until next time...