Time has come, London we are coming back to town! After months out in the country side we were looking forward to be back again and mingle with fellow boaters and to be close to friends over winter. But but but… it was bloody difficult to find a suitable spot to moor. And this in Tottenham?! There were so many boats doubled up already. We did find a place after all. It became clear to us for the next six month or so space will be scarce, nothing like being on your own in nature.

And it is beginning to be cold. We felt the cold creeping in from the bottom and the mattress turned out to be not thick enough. We were freezing in bed. Natascha spoke to a friend, who once lived on a boat too, and she recommended to get a sheep wool mattress topper. Devon duvets does the trick. Not cheap but heavenly warm.

Even the cat enjoys the rare sun rays in full.

Earlier this month we were back in Cheshunt as we are in process to slowly move back to Central London for the autumn/winter time. We met up again with Anton, his boat in new glory, new lick of paint and the engine refurbished. He was about to go abroad and we helped out with looking after his boat, we also took her with us to Walthamstow Abbey.

It seems that every time we moor in Cheshunt we are blessed with rain. After a decent summer the rain started here. For the best part of our time in Cheshunt it rained, it was very damp inside, outside, everywhere. This is not easy on the body, humidity creeping in from every pore.

The sky had mercy with us and stopped temporarily during a full moon night and the light was magic.

In Waltham Town autumn from its misty side.

And a young swan, guess not cygnet any more, is looking for food in the canal. They come knocking on the boat sometimes begging for food, the golden rule is: don’t feed them. Not just for their health, but also for the boaters safety!

Anton did rebuild the engine for his boat.

Bilge before :

And after:

Engine electrics reconnected. Taking loads of pictures while taking apart is very helpful.

It’s August and we had to head back towards River Lee. Though before, we had a two week stop over in the middle of the country side. Pishiobury Park that was, where our friend Gerry came to boat & cat mind for a week whilst we travelled to Norway.