Schwerin to Garwitz

Thursday, 24 September

This morning we reluctantly bid farewell to Schwerin and set off on our return journey. Part of our reluctance was because the lake was shrouded in fog. In fact, it caused us to delay our departure until we could see the island we had to go around. It was quite eerie setting off into the mist but visibility was good enough that we could see the buoys marking the sandbar and channel. We also had the trusty ap showing us exactly where we were and how to stay on course.

We were all rugged up in our new hats and gloves, and very glad of them too as it was bitterly cold out on the water and even after we moved into the canal.

We had to stop at Plate to wait for the bridge to open so went for a walk in the village and had an early lunch tied up at the waiting place. Four kilometres on was Banzkow, where we negotiated the lock. The same lady takes care of both the bridge and the lock so she felt like an old friend after meeting her in both places and both directions. She had very kindly given us the times for the bridge so we could plan our arrival - more or less.

After Banzkow it was the long straight stretch of canal, where we saw ducks sitting on the same log they had been sitting on the other day. Apart from a couple of swans we couldn't see any water birds in the big trout farms and we certainly didn't see the otters we had been told to look out for.

It was an untidy entrance into our pen back at Garwitz, but we made it and tied up OK. We had a very nice meal at the little pub in the village and came home before it was too dark to see the stairs down from the road to the marina. This evening's activity is reading and a quiet cuppa but we'll be in bed early, as usual. What a wild lot we are!

 

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