I started back from Cropredy at just before 1.00pm and within half an hour had had my first encounter with the extremely strong undertow from the top ground sluices on these locks. On starting to fill Broadmoor Lock I had left Chyandour tied by the centreline onto the middle bollard, as you can in many places, but within ony a few seconds the undertow had drawn her back and then violently forward again succesfully(?) causing the centreline to part with a terrific crack. I knew that the line had seen better days, but this did take me by surprise. Fortunately, on the lockside, there lives a fendermaker and supplier of ropes etc., so I was able to get a new one straight away!
I was reminded of the verse which promises me of God's presence at ALL times.
After that things went swimmingly well for several hours, until the engine started behaving quite oddly - increasing rpm for a few seconds for no apparent cause. But, it kept going, so I thought I would stop for the night and see what the morning would bring.
I moored up just short of the aptly named Ladder Bridge at about 5.45pm.
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