It was getting cold now as can be seen in the photos above, nights were nippy. Still during the day the sun managed to come out and did light magic inside the boat:

The birds gathered and discussed it seemed. Was there another storm on its way? Was this the sign? Autumn at its best with a number of storms criss-crossing the UK.

And so it was, the second storm coming down on us. It’s a different matter to experience wind on a boat, even if it’s on a narrow water way, it pulls on the ropes, things fly through the air if not tied down, even to keep the camera steady is a little bit challenging.

It was a misty London day and on our journey to Upper Clapton we passed Springfield Marina and saw this:

A large traditional barge, quite possibly with fixed mooring. In London.

That looks tempting. Shall we? As in calling and ask for the price? We did and the asking price was £150’000, too much for us at the moment. Financing a boat is way more difficult than a house, you don’t get a penny from the banks for a barge. So we had to let go off this fantasy immediately and stick to our Quintessence.