Mexborough to Doncaster

There are still some good kids about.  These four just stopped for a chat in Mexborough.  Very well behaved and polite.

The next day a group of young cyclists called in asking if I had a bike pump (I did) as one of them had a puncture.  I was thanked and they went happily on their way.

 While getting ready to start the trek back to Sprotborough Little Shuva came past.  Always in a hurry I managed to get one of the mooring pins pulled out.

 

 On the way down stream I spotted another statue on the bank.  I must say though that I do prefer the one at Bardney which is well worth climbing on or even in.

 Stopped for a short while to make a cuppa at the lock.  No rush but it seems such a waste of water.  Just the one narrowboat in a lock that size.

 It got a bit choppy down at the Mexborough Bottom lock.

 Happily for me nb Mega Jules was moored up and I was give an easy ride through the lock while he operated it for me.

 Out on the river and glimpses of Conisbrough castle keep popping up.

 I am not sure what they are but I have spotted several large bags floating down stream.  One foot plus square on the end and 5 ft long. A number had been fished out at the lock.

 At the disused mooring there seems to be a really interesting and unused playground. An ex-colliery landscaped to what? I thought it was Magma and closed looking at this or is this somewhere else.

 The Conisbrough Viaduct is impressive from either direction.

 and must be even more so to the people on it waving to me.

 As I went under I spotted some people abseiling.  I assumed that is what they are doing as they had all the gear.

 At last the church tower at Sprotbrough comes into view. There are signs up to avoid the weir but you must really have problems if you end up down that part of the river.

The next day and I have the joy of a visit from Izzy.  We decide that you are never to young to grab hold of a brush and start cleaning up :-)

 Abz stayed with me and the ice-cream van was well attended on the other bank.

 But eventually we head off to Doncaster.  Having shown Abz how to work the locks she does a magnificent job and was very careful moving about. Never running was the first thing I passed on.

 Its not all that far to Doncaster and the rain soon stops - almost.  Its a lovely trip with lots of trees on both banks.

 The lock at Doncaster and my assistant is very much at home with the controls now.

Thanks for the help and the thousand cups of tea Abz xx