Ulrika opened the first lock on the road to Rock locks. We rounded the lovely little Pavilion “Officer horror” and chewed in the US nautical miles after miles of Swedish agricultural countryside of finest cut. The wait was admittedly long at Heda and Brunnby double locks but what did it.
Once in the upper lock basin tied we for the night. Here was something to watch before our friends Tina and Bengt-Arne came on board for a glass of white and later dinner at world House.
The next morning we talked with other boaters heading East. The negotiations went well and we entered the lock staircase that first boat.
Slussvakterskan told me about a record pace when we 35 minuter senare avverkat alla sju slussarna ner till Roxen. Spännande att köra in Jarramas i kamrarna utan att att ha någon landreferens framför. Som att köra ut i tomma intet 🙂
Two hours later we had harvested Roxen and entered under the railway bridge in Bristol where we tied for the night.