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| Marsh harrier - Wikimedia photo by Boldings |
Colder overnight 3.8º C, a
warmer sunny day. Light breeze. Coats off! Set off at 8.25 a.m. after pulling
the pins and getting the plank back on board. Mike had to use a pair of
Stilsons to free the pin he’d banged into an old tree stump. There were lots of
weekend fishermen by the 194 road bridge near Osiek N. Notecią and a wooden
landing stage by the bridge with mooring posts! Remember that for on the way
back! A little further on we saw a male
hen harrier, his silver back gleaming
in the sunshine as he flew low over the reeds. Shortly after a loud splash
caused us to look to the left bank where we were amazed to see a large family
of wild boar galloping down the bank and crossing a field drain before running
up the other bank and scooting along the edge of the meadow and into the tall
dead reeds. There were four adults and upwards of fifteen striped piglets.
Wonderful! The little ones short legs were going hell for leather trying to
keep up with
their parents. A female hen harrier, all rusty brown, was gliding
over the rough ground on our right. Two pairs of buzzards were soaring higher
and higher, catching the thermals and being attacked by a pair of unidentified
smaller birds (crow sized). The flow on the river had reduced to about 1 kph.
We arrived at lock 10, Gromadno, at 11.00 a.m. A man on the bank spoke to us in
English. He was working in Doncaster as a
security guard and was in Poland for
a couple of weeks on holiday. Two men worked the lock, one of them took the
details of the boat but no money. The lock was a deeper one at 1.7m rise. When
the lock was full the top end gate lowered to the bed of the canal all by
itself. The men told us there was a boat coming downriver to watch out for.
Bill lead the way out of the lock and Mike gave him a call on VHF radio to tell
him to look out for the boat, which we expected to be a
commercial. We passed Rosy
and just a few hundred metres further on a survey boat (possibly an old
passenger boat) came round the bend towards us. I took ‘photos of it as it went
past. Cooked some part baked bread buns in the oven and made some biscuits
while the oven was hot. Lunch. The buns were nice and crusty. A pheasant flew
right over the boat from one side of
the river to the meadow on the other,
skimming over the roof. I had just remarked that there didn’t seem to be much
evidence of beaver attacks on the mature elm trees that had been planted along
that stretch of river, when we saw some old tree stumps, long ago chewed away
and then some branches in the river with recently gnawed off bark. We arrived
at lock 9, Nakło Zachód at 1.45 p.m.
There was no one about so we sat in the chamber and waited. A woman with
a couple of kids came and looked over the edge of the deep lock and went away
again. We sat chatting for a while and then I went inside to get a few jobs
done. Mike went up the ladder and couldn’t see anyone, so he came back on the
boat and lay on the sidebed and snored. At 3.00 p.m. the noise of something
clattering on the lockside woke him and we went to see if a lock keeper had
arrived. Nope. We decided to back the boats out and moor next to a very
convenient concrete quay. As we were tying up and packing stuff away two men
came to chat in Polish and German. One told us that the lock house was on the
far side of the weirstream, but the lock was closed Sunday as it was a holiday.
There were shops in Nakło about 500m from a hafen, he said. We will go there on
Monday. Great, looks like we’re here until Monday then.
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| A family of wild boar like the ones we saw Wikimedia photo by Steve Hillebrand |
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| Gromadno lock - Wikimedia photo by Przemyslaw Jahr |
| Survey boat above Gromadno |
| Survey boat passing Rosy |
| A beaver feast |



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