Here we are in Kings Cross again. Slightly nervous as Sava, our cat, disappeared from here a year ago. We’ve chosen a different mooring though, Battle Bridge Basin, what a location!

Et voilà, our view towards the basin:

And Natascha’s view towards the kitchen area:

Gosh, the area has changed so much – all the grubby corners are gone, so are the clubs where we used to go out. Instead the Granary Square looks sanitized, on the one side there is Central Saint Martin’s (CSM), opposite is a plush Waitrose where wealthy students buy their plastic wrapped food. Google UK is about to open their HQ too, who knows what the consequences for the area will be. One thing is for sure, it doesn’t necessarily help the local youth from less well heeled backgrounds. What is offered or available in this area is all very much out of reach for them. This creates cracks in society and the outcome is ugly: social segregation of the worst kind, ghetto vs swanky. One next to each other.

On a windy night, we were watching a movie, our barge was moored on the tow path and we had two other boat moored on ours, we could feel that somebody was jumping on our boat. This is unfortunately an occurrence every now and then but we didn’t pay much more attention. There was a second sudden jump and that was it, Natascha went to see what was going on. There they were, young kids probably from the council estates near by, really young children around 10 – 12 years old, brandishing a rather large knife and cutting the ropes of our boat! Luckily we used three ropes as one was severed already and they were just about to cut the second one, it was half way cut. So we lost two ropes, that’s about £50. Fortunately we had a spare one. And fortunately too, we were on the boat, this would have been a really annoying situation, finding your boat on the other side of the canal and not being able to reach it.

On the way to Angel, we had to stop at the water point near City Road, Panayotis from Mazi was having a stroll along the tow path. Adnan discussed with Panayotis how to integrate the MAZI research into the boattr project, innstalling the first MAZI toolkit on Quintessence when it becomes available.

Angel/Islington moorings are rather beautiful, located just before the tunnel, but it is a 7 day stay only. We were lucky and found a spot next to Adam a fellow boater whom we’ve seen before. Shortly after we arrived his carbon monoxide alarm went off and he stormed out of the boat, there was a problem with the gas cylinder or pipe or something. And he had to go away, abroad, as in now! Natascha agreed to look after his boat and wait for the Calor gas mechanic to come and have a look. So, Mr Calor Gas arrived later that evening from quite afar to find out that the gas cylinder was in fact – empty! The very last gas squeezing itself out stinks and can increase the carbon monoxide… we learned something new and very useful, indeed!

‘Angelic’ spring light coming through the window…

Boat neighbours having fun with cutting wood, most probably annoying people from the posh houses above… but hey, work has to be done.

It’s January 2016, a cold but sunny day and the cruise yesterday was supposed to be nice and easy towards Mile End. But it wasn’t. We were already on the Regents Canal when the rattling started all over again, until the engine went silent. We were right in the middle of the canal and the only thing we could do was calling pedestrians on the tow path for help. One guy was kind enough to stop so we could throw the rope and he pulled us on to the canal edge. Thank you sir! Really, a very big thank you.

What the heck was wrong with the engine now? We pulled Quintessence to the spot we intended to moor, it wasn’t that far away and we managed easily. And then we remembered what Dominic said about the filter, it might be full of sludge, hence no fuel going through to the engine.

A new filter had to be ordered online, it arrived and Anton came around to help Adnan with exchanging it. Upon starting the engine Quintessence started rattling, shaking, coughing vigorously – we all thought she won’t make it but hey, she did!

The new and shiny diesel filter:

Finally we went back to normal, we could charge the batteries, we had hot water again and could shower on the boat. Though not having hot water was a welcome excuse to go over to friends to have a bath. Luckily we were in their neighborhood.