The snow had almost completely disappeared and gradually the sun came out as we cruised back to Napton.
Penny, who had, the day before, likened crossing the Bay of Biscay to moving about on a canal boat and feeling sick, had definitely found her canal legs and Paul had a go at steering the boat and I think, given enough time and more bridges to aim at, would become a natural.
The good news was, that our brief relationship with the tyre did not seem to have caused any damage to either the engine or propeller and shaft.
Another quayside fond farewell and we then settled back down to there just being the two of us.
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