Bored Teenagers

On tuesday night, a small plastic boat was stolen from the marina. It was driven downstream, torched, and then set loose. Apparently, they'd tried to break into three other boats, before they found one they could start up. The owner has no insurance, and the police were round today, looking for fingerprints on the unpinched boats.

Earlier that night, there was a bunch of young men hanging around at the back of our boat. I heard them say, "There's somebody on this one". "Is there?". "Yeah". Not terribly unusual, as we're moored next to the pub jetty, and people come and go all the time. When they'd moved on, i thought no more about it. About half eleven, i heard a small boat going downstream. "that's late to be out and about", i thought. "it's bloody freezing out there".

Then there was the ominous sound of a heavy splosh.

*SPA-LOSSSSHHH*. "Oh no". At first I thought somebody was most probably drunk, and had fallen overboard. But it must have been the crims ditching heavy objects over the side. By the time I'd got my head out of the hatch to investigate, the stolen boat was down past the railway bridge. Nobody was in the river, so I went to bed.

The rumour on the grapevine, is that it was a group of 5 18-19 year olds.

Fan Blower

The ice rink had retreated enough for me to get supplies, and take Mister out for a nice long walk today. He jumped in the river, ran around like an idiot, and rolled about in everything that could be rolled in. He also found the chuckie ring we lost in the blizzard 5 days ago. Result.

When we got back, I popped Steve's hot air blower down into the engine bay for twenty minutes, and the engine started up surprisingly easily. Left it running for an hour, so it could try and pump some volts back into the batteries. With the engine powering the alternator, the monitor readings were 12.88v for the leisure bank, and 13.03v for the starter.

Will give it another go tomorrow.

Voltage <-> SOC

Boxing Day

Minus ten at night.
Minus six during the day.
Slippy ice everywhere.
Sumo unimpressed.

Christmas Day

Bright and Sunny, but still minus two.

Flattened the starter battery trying to start the engine again. Guess I'll have to wait for Steve to come back with his heavy duty jump leads.

Sumo tugged me onto my arse in the ice. Then jumped all over me, because he thought it was hilarious. When we got back to the boat, we listened to some heavy metal, and he destroyed his christmas present, in under a minute.

I'm surprised at the number of people that are out and about, either walking their dogs, or just strolling around in family groups. Down in devon we didn't see another person all day. Just the smell of overcooked sprouts hanging in the air, to let you know that the rest of humanity was still alive. But here it's been quite busy.

haha.... an off lead black lab, called "Barney", discovered the ovenchip cache in our eco-fridge, and scoffed the lot.

Stay warm, everyone.
Happy Xmas.

Christmas Eve

Temperature didn't rise above freezing all day. Tried to start the engine, but just ended up flattening the starter battery.

The residual snow is all hard packed and deep frozen, making it like a skating rink to walk on. Handy for keeping the oven chips frozen, but quite dangerous. Skidded myself down to the shops earlier, and bought some more supplies. Now we're battened down, with the stove on, and enjoying a peaceful evening..

Hope everybody else is, too.

Slush

The snow seems to be retreating from here. It's vanished from the boat, and on the village roads it's turned into a slippery brown sludge. There's been a couple of fairly light 'flurries' today, but nothing that looks like it will settle again.

Unlike the situation these poor people have been facing..

'Audrey Too'
From reading their blog, it appears they got iced in, while on the way back to their winter mooring. No stove!!! No water!! So, they were having to rely on an expensive diesel heating system, which they left on all day! (ouch). Lugging fuel and water around in a wheelbarrow, down a snowy towpath, doesn't sound like much fun. Hope they are tucked up somewhere warm for xmas. Hasn't been any updates for a while, so they've probably baled. And who could blame them?

Feeling extremely fortunate that our own winter situation only necessitates a journey of 50 paces to the waterpoint, fuel and gas. Don't know if I'd be able to cope in Narrowboat Audrey Too's predicament. I suspect Sheena would be on the first train out of there, and I'd be heating up snow for me and Sumo to drink.