|Our pretty mooring at Upwell; little did we know what lay ahead|
It's only about five miles to the lock but we decided not to hurry and make today's tide but rather potter about with chores, have lunch and potter up in the afternoon to cross tomorrow.
A good decision it turned out. Pottering would have a breathless rush compared to our pace. The trip took us nearly four hours.
We were struggling from the off. The Creek through Upwell is so shallow that the bottom seems barely below the surface. We were churning mud, weed, old branches and rubbish while barely moving at all – and at times stationary on mud. It wasn't long before two shallower drafted boats were queued behind but no chance of pulling over for them as we would never have got off the side.
|It wasn't long before a queue started to form|
|Churning mud out of Outwell road bridge|
|Wrestling what seemed half a tree off the prop|
Off to the side of the Creek we watched four huge tractors ploughing and potato planting across the vast prairie like fen. I wonder if this was the farm? There's certainly money in 'taters.
Tonight we are at the lock moorings and I have cleared the prop of a bin bag full of weed, plastic bags, baler twine, branches and general rubbish. Late tomorrow morning we head out onto the half mile tidal stretch of Great Ouse, ensuring we miss the mudbank outside the lock before going back in through Denver Sluice lock onto the non-tidal river and heading for Ely.