I got a bad touch of whatever it is that GJ0KYZ has and decided to head upstream
today for a change, spurning the fine open waters to the north of my usual launch point and running south instead. First up the murky waters of the Lennon to nail an icecream (it being a sunny day) and then onwards and upwards on the Swilly to the old ferry crossing at Fort Stewart where I pulled in for lunch. The Fort Stewart locale is apparently home to some of the most unfriendly people in Ireland - so feck yiz ye grumpy auld farts. I'll be back, see if I won't...
There was an unusually large amount of rank pilotage involved in the day, a bit of poling too. It's kinda soothing though - herons, ducks, cows, people's backyards. After that it was off North into deeper water to RV with donegaldan (in a tie!) who was welcoming 150 bikers to a charity tea at his station.
Overall, 28Nm on around 6 or 7 litres of gas - just doesn't seem possible?!
What's missing in all these photos folks? Yup, boats! Can you imagine that quayside in the south of England? Chockers!