Picture the scene: you're standing on the
lockside one Saturday afternoon waiting for the lock to fill, and a chap
walking his dog on the towpath stops for a chat. The usual sort of thing: where
have you come from, where are you going to, how long are you boating for, and
so on.
You explain that ultimately you're on a journey
from some far-flung extremity of the canal system back to your home mooring for
the winter, but at the moment you're 'week-ending'. You drove up to Aldersbury
Junction on Friday night to pick the boat up, and you'll be leaving it at Kings
Weston wharf on Sunday. At this point a puzzled expression crosses the face of
the passer-by.
"Well, you see, there's six of us on the boat
this weekend, and we've got two cars, mine and John's. So last night we all
drove up and met up at the 'Boat Inn' at Aldersbury at half past nine. Now,
Aldersbury to Kings Weston is more than 45 minutes by road, which is very
important..."
"It is?"
"Yes, because of course twice forty five
minutes is an hour and a half, you see. Of course, if Sue hadn't joined in at
the last minute there'd have only been five of us, and so we'd have met in the
'Wharf Inn' at Kings Weston instead, Now my car's only a four-seater, so we'd
have all arrived at the 'Boat' in John's car at about half ten, just time for a
couple of beers, but we'd have got an early start this morning because we'd
have done half the shuffle already, you see?"
"Err, I think so..."
"Anyway, we didn't, so first thing this
morning John and I set off in both cars and drove to Kings Weston. When we got
there John parked his car, he jumped in my car, I drove him back to Aldersbury
and when we got back the rest of them had taken the boat down the first five
locks and were just serving up breakfast."
"Why did you come back in your car, not
John's?"
"Ah, well, it wouldn't have mattered, except
that Mary's leaving us tonight on the train from Wolversfield station, so we're
down to five crew tomorrow, and that means we can all fit in John's car, but if
it had been my car, John and myself would have had to go off and retrieve
John's car from Aldersbury before we could set off home. You get the idea?"
"Yes, I think I'm starting to, but wouldn't
it be a lot easier if you all just went by train?"
"Well, yes, it would, in an ideal world. But
of course half of the decent mooring places don't have a station, and the ones
that do, don't always have a Sunday service. But it can be useful sometimes,
and a lot of the more experienced car-shufflers like to include a train journey
or a bike ride, just to make it a bit more interesting. And sometimes it helps
if you don't get as far as you expected to, because of queueing for locks, or
because the car-shuffling takes longer than you expected..."
"Hold on, you mean sometimes you don't get to
where you shuffled the car to, because you took so long shuffling the car
there?"
" 'Fraid so. Now, just supposing we don't
arrive at Wolversfield tonight till after the locks close, so we have to moor
at the bottom and do the flight in the morning. That means we won't make it to
Kings Weston tomorrow night, but we should make it to Fenny Sutton. Now there's
a station at Fenny but no trains on a Sunday, so we've got a choice: firstly
John can take the folding bike, catch the train to Fenny tonight, take the bus
on to Hawkesford Bridge, then cycle from there to Kings Weston, put the bike in
the boot, drive back to Fenny and catch the last train back, hoping to get back
in time for last orders at the 'Navigation'. Now that's the easy way..."
"Go on, you're going to tell me there's a
more complicated way?"
"Oh, yes, but we'd do it in two parts.
Tonight, John would get his car, just the same, except that instead of leaving
it at Fenny, he'd drive right back to Wolversfield. Then, in the morning, the
two of us would set off back to Aldersbury and pick up my car, drive in convoy
to Fenny, leave John's car there and come back to Wolversfield in my car, by
which time the others would have got the boat through the locks and we'd wait
for them at bridge 56A, just before the tunnel. Then when we left the boat
there'd only be a short drive back in John's car to bridge 56A to pick up
mine."
"But isn't it a bit unfair, the way you
drivers spend half the weekend driving around while the rest of the crew are
boating?"
"Oh, they don't seem to mind it at all, they
just let us get on with it. Besides, when it's a complicated trip, like a long
weekend with people joining and leaving at different times and three or more
cars, there's a chance for most of them to join in."
"So, you must be something of an expert at
the car-shuffle?" he says, as he spots the 'John Watts* Newport Pagnell Challenge Trophy'
gleaming in the window of the boat.
"Oh, no, not at all, we were just lucky with
the traffic and the connections on and off the train-ferry. Honestly, we don't
really stand comparison with some of the great masters of the shuffle. Big Tim,
for example. He once did a long weekend on the Rochdale Canal and a weekend on
the Llangollen at the same time, and nobody on either boat realised it. And
what about Old Bob? He once did the whole southern Grand Union without once
setting foot on the boat. He passed us next to Watford Gap services, waved to
us from the M25 viaduct and then the next time we saw him he was just getting
his bike out of the guard's van and loading it onto the No 222 at West Drayton
station. But even they needed a bit of good fortune, and sometimes their luck
ran out. Like the time they were matching speed at 70mph on the M6 so they
could pass the folding bike from one window to the other and the police stopped
them..."
"Were they in bad trouble?"
"Oh yes, I'll say they were. They were three
hours late at the rendezvous point, Jen and Jill missed their train, the boat
was half way through the tunnel when they got back and they only got to the
'Old Barge' five minutes before closing time. You've got to hand it to them,
though: the next day they flagged down a passing minibus, borrowed a dinghy
from a boatyard and they were back on schedule by the evening."
"Oh, well, I'd better not delay you any more,
I can see it could make things very complicated."
"Oh, not at all, this is quite a
straightforward trip really. Now next weekend is going to be something of a
challenge: we've got 15 of us altogether - no problem with the legal limit of
twelve crew because we won't all be on the boat at the same time - with three
cars, plus a Transit crewbus, a motorcycle and sidecar, a folding boat and the
bikes of course. Now this new Midland Metro tramway is very useful, but I've
just heard a rumour that while they're happy enough with bikes on the trams,
they draw the line at tandems. Now that might make things interesting..."
"I'll be surprised if you find time to do
much boating."
"Oh, I don't think we'll bother moving the
boat much, we'll be far too busy with the shuffle. And anyway there's a
stoppage only a few miles down the canal."
"Oh, that's a nuisance."
"Not really, it's worth it in the long run -
they're putting in a new road bridge to link the M48 roundabout to the boaters'
carpark..."