So here we are again, back at the boat to take Steadfast to Glascote basin before the winter stoppages kick in. We travelled over Thursday evening so that we could have an early start Friday morning. Extra crew had been press ganged to assist with locks and try out a rudimentary guest bed. Amanda (of boat sharers fame with NB. What a Lark) has been persuaded to join the Steadfast crew.
We were up an at em this morning at 6am and the boat slipped her berth at 7.30.
We whizzed through the locks until we were out of Penkridge and had three hours under our belt and stopped for breakfast and a break. Cups of tea and eggs on toast saw us vitaled and ready for the off. Amanda went to set the next lock as Joe and I untied...
A small problem had crept in, the boat wouldn't start.
Amanda was recalled, Joe took the engine room to bits to discover that the starter motor had failed.
We called Richard Milligan, (Black hands) who had rebuilt the engine. This will not be an off the peg starter so we will have to source a new one or have ours refurbished. Given that we were now moored in the proverbial middle of nowhere we decided to bow haul the boat to somewhere it can be accessed.
Off we went, a mile to go and one lock to do.
So now hauling the boat was a new experience and perfectly okay until we encountered a moored boat. How were we going to get around that? The solution was Joe on the gas locker with a boat pole steering, a long line on the centre to haul until we got to the boat and then the person on the line carefully flipped the line over the chimneys, wood piles, solar panels and exhausts until we were passed. We are now moored where a rescuer can access us so tomorrow we see how to resolve our problem.