There comes a point when we can eat no more because our bodies simply must have time to digest what we have taken in.
So it is with knowledge, or what passes for knowledge, or facts, or "news," -- there comes a point when we must stop ingesting and take time to review and ponder over, analyze and question, think upon and contemplate what we have taken in.
At day's end, I tied up the boat near a Canal & River Trust service shack: water, elsan, toilets and shower.
A shower! 🚿
I hurried from the boat to the CRT building in only my shorts, T-shirt and shoes, towel and soap in hand. (These places lack clothes hooks, so fewer items is better.) They did have a wooden bench, and a disabled grab handle that I used as a towel rack.
The locks toward Haigh Hall are deep. Their massive gates weigh more than a tonne each. A number of the gates have chains and pulleys to help boaters open and close them.
To share the work, I asked another boat to pair up.
Quite a few of the #locks are covered in a lush, living carpet of #vegetation (see photo).
We don't always have to be in the thick of things, in the midst of all the action. Sometimes, many times, it's good to step far enough away that you get a different perspective.
Going through a flight of double locks, traditionally boats would be tied together to move more easily between locks.
You don't see it often because newer boaters don't know how, and —oh no— they'd have to talk about something other than the weather. It takes experience, trust and collaboration.
In the photo, one boat is crewed. It is steering both, using only one engine. The other boat crew is operating locks.