|Still smiling after 20 years; Paul the Salters Lode lockie|
At Salters Lode we met a young lock-keeper who had only just got the job. He was delighted and surprised to have been picked from what he said were hundreds of applicants.
|Tidal Great Ouse at low tide|
|And at high tide|
The high spring tide level meant there wasn't sufficient headroom in the lock to go at high tide so we had to wait until it started ebbing and go against the flow up to Denver. "Turn early and use lots of power," advised Paul. "If it goes wrong you'll end up on the mud somewhere down there - but don't worry you'll have given us all a good laugh."
|Making the big turn out of the lock|
|Heading up river with a boat out of Denver coming toward us|
|Nearing the Denver lock|
|And out onto the wide open spaces of the Great Ouse|
Oddly enough, the water finally flows along the River Stour which ran along the back of the house we lived in back in our Freeman cruising days to a pumping station just down the road for its final leg to the reservoirs.