Raindrops Keep Falling on my Head

Well actually it was drips from the roof of the tunnel that kept falling on our fur, particularly in the Crick tunnel which was a very wet one. We're not sufficiently well up on beauty treatments to know if the minerals contained in roof drips are good for your fur, but we'll hope they are as we each got a good shower. The positive side about all the roof drips was that there were some great stalactite formations which showed up in Erik's headlight ( we think we've got that the right way round).

That Sunday morning we travelled through well over 4 kilometres of tunnels so we're tunnel veterans now and well practised at seeing in the dark. Mindful of the saying that there's always light at the end of the tunnel we kept focussing on the speck of light in the distance and this stopped us going tunnel crazy.

Here you see Eddie taking a break from steering and getting excited about seeing the tunnel exit approaching.


As we've said before, although we all love boating, Eddie simply lives for it. We think it must be the most important thing in his life (after Bears Unlimited). We therefore couldn't resist including a picture of Eddie's 'I'm very happy to be boating face'. What a great picture of contentment!



Lots of love, the crew of Erik xxx

Going Underground!

Hello everybody, sorry we've kept you in the dark about how our boating adventures were going, but we've yet to find an internet cafe alongside a canal or a wi-fi enabled narrow boat (could this be yet another Bears Unlimited business venture?)

We're now safely home having had a marvellous holiday, and we're eager to share our holiday pics and experiences with you.

We last blogged from a Golden Wedding party we left our boat to attend. It was a great party with good company and lots to eat and drink. It was held at the Midlands Branch office which is how we had access to a computer to make our first report.

The next morning we were up with the sun (actually you'll see from Eddie's photo that it was still misty) and cast off before breakfast - the great thing about boating is that as your house goes with you, you can do all these mundane things whilst underway.


This was Sunday, and it was tunnel day. We went through three really long, dark and sometimes wet tunnels. The longest, Braunston tunnel was 2,042 yards (that's long!) and the shortest, Bosworth Tunnel was 1,166 yards (that's still long!). The Braunston tunnel is challenging as it has several kinks in it and we had to pass a boat coming ther other way. Fortunately Eddie, our most experienced boater, was at the helm and his nerve held and we passed without the slightest touch. We all looked out for the ghost which inhabits the tunnel but we didn't see anything - perhaps it was too early in the morning. Here's our, 'about to enter the tunnel' picture.



Tomorrow we'll show you our 'in tunnel' picture.

Lots of love, the crew of Erik xxx