By the time we got to Watford locks the mist had risen again and the sun was out. Bernard disappeared though the hole in the hedge that leads to Watford Gap services on the M1 for a shower, whilst Kris and I prepared to wait our turn for the locks. As it happens, we didn't have to wait at all and as soon as I found the lockie he invited us to come straight up.
|Kris getting stuck in on the Watford flight|
Part of the Watford flight, like that at Foxton is a staircase and requires a different way of working to normal locks. To assist boaters half the paddles have been painted red, like the one in the photo above. The red paddle has to be operated before the other at each lock or as the lock-keepers tell you:
"Red before white, you'll be alright", "White before red, you'll end up dead!"
After Watford, you are on the summit level - a long, lonely stretch that lasts all day with only the tunnels at Crick and Husbands Bosworth to bring variety. We carried on all the way to the top of Foxton locks, where we had to stop anyway as they had closed for the night.