Spent a slow morning at the visitor moorings in Goole. At the Yacht Club preparations were being made for a gala day. Gent who we had met the day before asked us to move or boat so he could moor his boat on rings. We did this but then he didn't move his boat.
Cast off around 1 pm and headed upstream. Met a big cargo boat, the Humber Queen, coming the other direction. Minutes later we ran out of petrol mid-stream. After re-fuelling we carried to Pollington Lock where we had a few problems - i.e. the automatic gates would not open. Just as we were about to call BW, we heard a click and everything was working again.
We decided to stay at Whitley Lock again due to its pleasant location. As it was early we walked along the bank to Eggborough. The Jolly Miller pub is close to the water, but appeared to have fallen on bad times. It didn't serve meals and was up for sale. One of the customers said that the Horse and Jockey did "pizza and kebabs." It was about a ten minute walked on a roundabout. The pub was large but, as described, only sold pizza and kebabs, oh, and Black Sheep. We stayed for one and then went to the Spar next door to buy provisions. On the way back, along the cut, Joan realised she had not got her mobile phone. Steps were retraced but it was growing dark.
Back at the boat, K phoned J's mobile and it was answered by a lady in Spar. We said we would be back for it next day.
Dinner was pasta with courgettes and gorgonzola sauce with flatbread, eaten on the bankside. It was warm enough to sit out. No one else moored nearby.
Cast off around 1 pm and headed upstream. Met a big cargo boat, the Humber Queen, coming the other direction. Minutes later we ran out of petrol mid-stream. After re-fuelling we carried to Pollington Lock where we had a few problems - i.e. the automatic gates would not open. Just as we were about to call BW, we heard a click and everything was working again.
We decided to stay at Whitley Lock again due to its pleasant location. As it was early we walked along the bank to Eggborough. The Jolly Miller pub is close to the water, but appeared to have fallen on bad times. It didn't serve meals and was up for sale. One of the customers said that the Horse and Jockey did "pizza and kebabs." It was about a ten minute walked on a roundabout. The pub was large but, as described, only sold pizza and kebabs, oh, and Black Sheep. We stayed for one and then went to the Spar next door to buy provisions. On the way back, along the cut, Joan realised she had not got her mobile phone. Steps were retraced but it was growing dark.
Back at the boat, K phoned J's mobile and it was answered by a lady in Spar. We said we would be back for it next day.
Dinner was pasta with courgettes and gorgonzola sauce with flatbread, eaten on the bankside. It was warm enough to sit out. No one else moored nearby.
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