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Wistow In Yellow

It was a swift trip up to Wistow thanks to eight guys on a hireboat sharing the locks. What they lacked in skill (little things like winding paddles with boats half in locks and back gates still open) they made up for in strength - ten or so locks flew by without too much windlass contact. 219 more words

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The Car Park

Somehow narrowboating has wound us round a disjointed Richard III discovery trail. Bosworth Battlefield Heritage Centre, actual battle site, ‘the’ car park, Bow Bridge, Richard III exhibition. 194 more words

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Leicester

Not quite as frantic as the traumatised woman on the Rochdale 18 but not far off, dropping into Leicester we passed a hire boat – ‘Move straight on past Castle Moorings, the kids can skim stones far enough to hit your windows!’ Eeek. 366 more words

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Trent Bridge

A great couple of days at the National Water Sport Centre, with impossibly green hills and ingenious use of Trent water, it’s something like Teletubbie Land for grown-ups. 190 more words

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Rock Cockles And Lace

Robin Hood, lace, Boots, Paul Smith – a few things sprang to mind with Nottingham but warrens of rock tunnels, castles and the oldest pub in the country didn’t. 160 more words

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Nottingham

The Trent is a funny one – up in a flash and back down in one too. Apparently it’s all to do with hills and reservoirs in Derby.  188 more words

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Dry Land: Winning After 20 Years at Sea with the Pittsburgh Pirates

Chronicling a baseball season has been done many, many times.  Believe me, I’ve read quite a few.  As far as I can tell, they seem to come in two varieties: The Tale of the Winner (exciting and happy); or, The Tale of the Loser (tragic or mundane, depending on the scale of failure).   910 more words