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Go&Do is proud to nearest another in the continuing saga of stories by Exeter's George Olson. Think about of them as travel tales, with local color. Enjoy!
Well this is no good. No careful at all. Yes, it's a Red Sox cap, my favorite, but here on the canals of England it has no juice. I am ashamed of my cap. Here comes a guy wearing one of those Harris Tweed numbers like all the gents wore on "All Creatures Bad and Small," and there's, I kid you not, a man in a fedora. Yesterday, I saw a man in a straw hat. Gotta do something about this if I'm to remain the coolest captain on the Shropshire Allying Canal.
Navigating a narrow-boat along the canals in the UK is a treat in all sorts of ways. First and firstly, you're sailing along in a boat, albeit a long, narrow and slow one, but nevertheless, a row-boat, You get to enjoy the English country-side from a unique perspective, low in the water and away from the madding traveller crowds. The boat is self-contained; TV, microwave, stereo, full cookhouse, double beds, etc., so you can argue that you're actually saving money on transportation and accommodations. And of route I'm the captain. Others do the actual work with those pesky lock gates and all that bond tying when we pull up to the edge of the tow path for the night. (At this point I should in the matter of out that I am captain of an all female crew composed of my wife Sue, our daughters Catherine and Esther, and Sue's origin Mary.) Yes, I am more than aware that I get to play captain only at the suffrage of my crew and not because of some innate guy subject. Still I am The Captain and love playing the role to its fullest... which of headway requires a certain degree of attention to matters sartorial...; like wearing the right headgear.
Source: Seacoastonline.com