The smell of York 25th August

Museum Gardens

We were surprised to wake this morning to the river being about another foot lower than yesterday as it had rained for most of the night. In fact Mick went out first thing to push us off the small shelf that we had landed on during the night and the wheel fenders were deployed. Last time we were here we ended up tying our life ring to rope to act as a fat fender, cushioning us from the wash of passing boats. Now two years later we have a choice of fat fenders, the tyres get used the most.


St Leonards Place

After a cooked breakfast we headed to Exhibition Square to catch a bus to Clifton Moor. St Leonards Place is all wrapped up and being redeveloped as luxury apartments and town houses.The crescent for years had been council offices and had looked dusty and dirty for as long as I can remember. I hope that they stay looking spic and span when finished, but not sure I’d want to live with bus stops right outside my luxurious front door.

DSCF6083smThe No 6 bus cost us an arm and a leg for a return, but then we are now in York. From the bus stop Mick headed to LTS his old employers and I walked round the industrial units to find Fletchers  to see if I could find any more fabrics that would be good for Oleanna. The nice lady helped me find a couple of samples which are possibles. But sadly nothing jumped out of the sample books and slapped me around the face saying “I’m the one!”

I joined Mick at LTS and caught up on news from everyone. It was very nice to see them all.

Back on the bus it started to rain, we hoped that the slow journey back into town would be long enough for the rain to pass, but it wasn’t. All the way round Kingsway and Clifton the smell emanating from Rowntrees was amazing. I haven’t smelt that smell for years. Liquid chocolate, York, Wow!!

DSCF6107smI wanted to visit Barnitts, a very good hardware store, for a couple of things and then check out another fabric shop. So we slowly wound our way through town making use of the overhanging buildings when we could. Stonegate, where I worked for years, has had a big change happen this year. For 60 years Mulberry Hall stood proud on the street selling china and glass, in January they announced that they were closing. Part of the shop is empty whilst the older wonky half timbered part has been taken over by a German Christmas Decoration shop. Just how many decorations! Non of them cheap. You could also buy cuckoo clocks. It is a very apt building for such a shop, but I wonder how much call there is for such a huge shop, when there was already a similar shop round the corner.


Stonegate’s devil


0 locks, 0 miles, 1 ice cream boat playing tunes, 2 buses, 1672 samples looked at, 2 short listed, 3 new faces, 4 hours of rain, 1 of the best smells in the world, 1 Lillian coloured bungee, 1 pot of filler, 1 fork, 1 spoon, 865438027454648902724 decorations, 1 sad loss to York, 2 wet for chilled medication today.



I’ll attempt to swing it! 24th August

Selby Lock to Museum Gardens, York


Safe and dry in my box today

Although the levels had dropped in York this morning we didn’t know if the Lockie would let us out at Selby. We prepared as if we’d be going and when the Lockie headed to his little hut by the lock we went over to see what his verdict was. He needed to talk to Naburn Lock to see how things were there, but no one was answering the phone. The Lockie wouldn’t be on duty until after we’d have to leave Selby to catch the tide. So we started asking about what highlights of Selby we should see today and wait until tomorrow. The phone rang. Naburn moorings were now above water, we could go in about 10/15 minutes! Quick!!

As we’ve done the journey before we led the way out from the lock with NB Large Marge following. The river was slack and we made the turn towards York without Lillian tilting as she’d done two years ago. Very few trees going up and down and with the amount of fresh coming down it almost seemed as though the tide wasn’t coming in, but we were doing around 6 mph.


Selby Rail Bridge with the Toll bridge in the back ground

Today we listened to the VHF radio, the Lilly Marge Flotilla was being followed and not just by one boat. These boats needed the Rail Bridge and Toll Bridge swinging to get up stream. They had to wait for suitable moments between trains and then the bridges talked to each other to coincide their openings. We heard the Toll Bridge say “I’ll attempt to swing it!” It was broken a week ago and couldn’t swing. The Rail Bridge wished him luck!


Lillian going through Cawood

At Cawood Swing Bridge there was a distinct lack of debris going through with us, no trees or cows. The Bridge Keeper came out to wave and rang through to the lock that we were passing. About a mile further on we heard radio contact with the bridge the other boats were catching up! Would we be the first to get to Naburn and then first into York for the moorings?


No slowing down by them!

The river was really quite sedate and at times like a mill pond, well that was until we reached Acaster Selby where the river narrows and all of a sudden a cruiser came speeding towards us, they slowed down very quickly, they were over the limit! More boats came by, obviously having been released from Naburn together. The next boat waved us over to starboard, it was towing a water skier and didn’t slow down. I was too slow to get Large Marge hitting the first of the waves in a photo, but they were a good couple of feet high!


Naburn Lock

The last few miles our progress slowed as the tide had turned. Reaching the lock we were waved in and the Lilly Marge Flotilla had the lock to ourselves, no boat had caught up with us. But as we rose William Jessop arrived, it was the C&RT boat that had turned up in Goole last weekend. Following behind was Sobriety. We wouldn’t have all fitted in the lock anyway.


My house just visible

Decision made to head straight into York, the Rowing Club webcam showed that the moorings were already starting to fill up after being empty for the last couple of days. The sun was beating down and a rest would have been nice, but with a Bank Holiday weekend coming it was best to carry on. Rounding the bend after Fulford Hall we started to keep a look out for my Dad’s house, the house where I was born. We slowed down and it looked for a while that the trees would obscure the view, but then there it was, still there.

The nearer we got to York the busier the river got. A few boats were moored near New Walk Terrace where we’ve only seen an ice cream boat before. The city council could really improve it’s moorings, on the way into town there are huge expanses of towpath where if rings were added plenty more boats could moor. There was space against the high wall at Queens and Kings Staith  but once through Lendal Bridge there was plenty of space for us . We pulled into a big enough gap for the two boats disturbing a fisherman.

A short walk to see if the pharmacy boat was still prescribing. Chilled medication was extra important today as my open appointment has now lapsed in Nottingham for my little finger. So today I will have been discharged from their care. Periodic chilled medication will still be on going !


Good job we didn’t want to moor there

IMAG1510sm2 locks, 19.86 miles, 2 boats standing down, 10 minutes till penning! 1 calm sedate tidal river, 2 swings of Selby bridges, 0 cows, 1 giraffe, 1 elephant, 18 still there, £340,000 for house boat with York mooring, 1 super hot tired Tilly, 1 nosy lady, 6 curtains closed, 2 chilled medications.

60ft Cat crawl. 23rd August

Beal Lock to Selby Lock



Can you spot the weir?

The day started off as usual, they wouldn’t let me out! I had a conference with Jaffa through the windows to help pass the time before they started to change outside. They always seem to be very busy and I’m sure I could help with something. First we went down, then they seemed to turn around an awful lot, back and forth, back and forth. We then went down.




Pretty Selby Canal Bridge

I was allowed up on deck in my harness for a while, the roof was okay, so were the sides at the back. Nothing I could do to help so I came back inside for a snooze on the back steps. Tom made Lillian growl a bit and stop, they were being a bit rowdy out there and it disturbed my cat nap!




Selby Lock

DSCF5900smWhen they’d finished doing what they do I was at last allowed outside. So not impressed, very little grass, kids and woofers everywhere. I took up a good position on the top of Lillian and did some watching before coming back inside. Tom had hurt his knee this morning, he had difficulty walking I think, so he stayed where I could keep an eye on him whilst Mum went out.


When she came back the doors were opened again, it had been getting a bit stuffy. Out the back it had changed. I don’t know who had done it as they were much quieter about it than Mum and Tom. There was lots of grass now so I hopped off. BIG MISTAKE!!!! 



How is a cat to know?!

Under the grass must be where all the wet stuff goes from the box in the bathroom. It was slightly cooling which was pleasant, but my feet didn’t touch a thing! I just needed something to get my paws on and near the front of Lillian I found something, I screamed for joy, only to slip back off. Then there was that something again which helped lift me onto the side. I wasn’t going to mess about in this strange place so straight inside. Who ever moved the boat this afternoon has a lot to answer for!!!



Lillian and Eggborough Thank you Alison

The weir at Beal Lock looked almost flat this morning and the flow was quite strong. No river level board at this lock. Flash Floods in the Dales last night had risen the river. The Environment Website was checked and it seemed like everything had peeked, so we decided to head on. All was fine until I needed to be dropped off to open the flood lock at West Haddlesey, maybe we should have winded and approached the lock pontoon heading against the current, but we managed it in the end. Back on a canal and safe from rising water.

The Selby Canal is so pretty and all the wild life was out for us to see, numerous giant dragonflies swooped past us. Where there was once a bridge, Mick caught a glance of some kids in the water playing. He beeped the horn to make them aware of us, they didn’t get out of the way at first. More beeping until we shouted at them to move to the side. The emergency stopping distance of a 20 tonne narrowboat isn’t small! They moved to the side and we headed through the narrow gap only to have one lad start throwing handfuls of duck weed at us. Luckily that was all he threw. I got a rather nice photo of him that I suspect his mum would like. His aim and the weight of the weed wasn’t sufficient to hit us, but he succeeded with his next handful hitting Large Marge. What a laugh!

No sign of the Lockie, but plenty of space on the moorings at Selby. Our trip up to York may be delayed as the Ouse is just over the moorings there today, we’ll see what the Lockie thinks in the morning as we are due to pen down onto the river at 11.30 am.

2 locks, 8.92 miles, 1 almost flat weir, 1 big boy plaster, 6mph, 1  tree in the lock, 3 kids swimming, 1 little *%$*, 1 swing bridge, 1 green carpet of mushy peas, 1 slightly swollen ankle, 1 ice pack, 1 gunnel walk, 60ft cat crawl, Stage 3 ASA passed, 2 piercing cat screams, 1 bedraggled tilly, 1 wet Lillian, 1 big thank you to everyone at LTS!

Straight to twists and turns. 22nd August

Pollington Lock to Beal Lock

Once the wetness had passed this morning the Lilly Marge flotilla continued through the wind. Well we ended up pulling our water proof coats out quite quickly as showers kept passing over head.


Several sets of gates at Pollington

I was surprised to see the lock full when I walked up as two large work boats had come down earlier and nothing seemed to have gone up. The top sluices had been left open, in the distance there was a narrowboat moored up, but it was showing no signs of moving to the lock, so I reset it and up both boats came.

Marge pulled out first and we followed crabbing along the canal against the wind. Eggborough Visitor Moorings were totally empty, last year we’d had to tag onto the end of a long line of boats. Next came the sad sorry sight of Kellingly Colliery, the last deep coal mine. Since we passed last year it has closed and demolition works have started. Comparing my photos from last year a lot has already vanished, there is still plenty left mostly with corrugated roofs wafting in the wind. All the coal wagons on the railway are stationary now too, no more coal fired power stations. Out of the three we got to see today only Drax looked like it was in operation.

At Bank Dole Junction we turned the steep right hand bend onto the North Yorkshire Navigation. At the lock a quick check on the river level, safely in the green before closing the bottom gate to fill it. Alison arrived to assist just after I’d finished doing everything! A slow filler this lock with very heavy gates, I seem to remember Mick having to lend a hand two years ago.


Lillian’s new friend

We decided to only open one gate and bring the boats out one at a time so that respective crew could get down to the pontoon to jump on. Some work men in orange suits offered to close up behind us which they had trouble with. Maybe a build up of silt, maybe something was lodged under it, maybe Large Marge is having a bad effect on Yorkshire Locks as Thorne Lock is out of service now!


Bends and power stations galore

Now the twisty turny river to get us to the Selby Canal. One minute you are facing Drax Power Station, the next Eggborough, then Ferrybridge or was it Drax again? Here the wind seemed mainly behind us and we were able to keep up quite a speed around the bends. The weir at Beal Lock came into view far quicker than I thought it would and we pulled into the lock cut.

A familiar wide beam was moored at the end of the pontoon, it was here when we came through two years ago with a sleeping cat on the sofa. We suspect the owner has a few moorings he uses and we just happen to have coincided with him twice here. The pontoon isn’t very long, only really enough space for two boats so Large Marge breasted up next to us. We only have eight miles to do tomorrow and one lock so no point in carrying on.

Not impressed! Not only were they not happy for me to accompany them outside today, they want to stand on me when they come in through the back door, then I’m not allowed off Lillian. There are trees and all sorts here! This is where Houdini, our previous cat was pushed into the water by swooping birds. We don’t want the same to happen to Tilly. We’d also rather keep an eye on our thug  being moored so close to Jaffa.

3 locks, 10.4 miles, 6 rain showers, 1 cat on deck without her harness! 1 new door mat, 1 rescued hat, 1 steep right hander, 1 Yorkshire lass strong in the arm, 1 wide beam, 1 yappy puppy, 1 thug under control, we hope!

The wrong side! 21st August

Goole to Pollington Lock

At about 1.30 am we were both rudely awoken by some chaps talking very loudly, they faded away but then the stern of Lillian rocked, as if someone had just stepped on board! We both woke even more. No more movements on deck so Mick slipped back to sleep. The voice returned, sounding like they might be drunk, then sounds of doors being tried, but not ours. I got up and turned lots of lights on, then realised that there is so much light outside that it wouldn’t act as a deterrent, so I opened up the galley blind. Tilly was doing her best to see what was happening, but she didn’t tell me anything! The noises stopped, a bit of distant chatter, so in the end I went off back to bed.

This morning when Mick opened up the pram cover there were two boats moored behind us that must have turned up in the night. It turns out that it was them chatting away as they turned up last night that had woken us. I think they must have turned their engines off and coasted in past us, which necessitated walking over our stern to moor. They nearly had me calling the police.


Goodbye Goole, we’ve enjoyed our visit

A boaters meeting was had when Laura tapped on the roof after breakfast. We all were wanting to move on and get some way towards Selby, but the wind was blustering about as strongly as yesterday. We’d heard the Lock Keeper say to a passing boat that the wind speed readings were less, but he didn’t believe them. Decision made we’d brave it. NB Large Marge headed off first leaving us to top up Lillian’s water tank. Then with a forceful Reverse Andy move we managed to get off the side and started to head west.



Only one boat left at the junction

Once we got a glimpse of NB Large Marge by zooming in on the camera, they were about two miles ahead! The canal has some long straights. A text from them when they reached the New Junction Canal Junction saying that they were going to carry on towards Pollington. The wind was making quite large waves and we were being bumped about quite a bit, maybe by the junction it was going to be calmer!



Zooming along

Northumberland Aug 1979 dsm

A very young Pip

Well the sailing lake opposite the junction had several windsurfers zooming back and forth on it. They were going at quite a speed. One chap looked like he’d gone for a turn how I used to do it when the wind was strong. Between the ages of about nine and fourteen I went windsurfing with my Dad. I would have a storm sail (smaller than normal) and when the wind was strong like today, I’d manage a distance but then found it hard to turn the board to go the other way. So I perfected the knack of stopping, falling in, turning the board and sail round and then climbing back up. Another fella was really good, flipping his sail and walking round the board. Watching him I slightly missed the exhilaration of zooming along under the power of the wind as we were heading straight into it at 4 mph.


The wind hadn’t dropped and we were relieved to hear that the ladies had pulled in before Pollington Lock, we joined them on the rather nice mooring. Picnic tables and a grassy bank, a perfect spot. Tilly was straight off the boat and away in the undergrowth. Undergrowth! I’ve never known undergrowth stop suddenly like this!!!

I later went to look at the lock, I called out to check on Tilly. At first there was no answer. Behind the first layer of brambles was a steep sided ditch with water at the bottom. It took a while before I got my meows returned, but then there were a lot of them! I couldn’t see her anywhere and kept walking as the wind might have been carrying her calls. Then there she was high up on the wrong side of the ditch. How did she get there?! At least she wasn’t in the bottom with the water. But how was she going to get back?


No 3 Swing Bridge 

She followed on the other bank as I walked along hoping for a fallen tree or some means of her crossing over. But only a broken crate looked like a possibility and Tilly wasn’t keen on the idea. I walked on out of sight to see what happened  and luckily there was a swing bridge with a road leading over the ditch. Tilly was still following me and my Mad Cat Lady meows and she appeared in a yard next to the bridge. Luckily she couldn’t read the signs saying beware of the dogs as she sniffed around before coming through the gate to join me. She seemed a bit worried, so I thought I’d best keep her company back to the boat. Tilly had a slightly damp undercarriage which needed to be dried off when we got home.

0 locks, 8.17 miles, 2 boats from nowhere, 1 wind swept cruise, 30 mph on a windsurfer, 1 very pleasant mooring, 1 slip too many, 1 miss placed paw, 2 green legs, 1 wet belly, 1 lucky Tilly, 1 dorset apple cake made, grade 3 hair cut for Mick.

Too windy for Tilly. 20th August


This morning we decided to go to the museum for breakfast, little did we know that the cafe opened a while after the front doors opened. A chap made us a cuppa each and this gave us time to sit and look in detail at the great aerial photograph of the docks in 1930. It was great to be able to study the photo with plenty of time as yesterday we found looking at it awkward as it is right next to a table in the cafe, where a chap was sat. You can see lines of Tom Puddings all waiting to be emptied of their coal.


Not too sure about that poached egg!

Eventually we got our Bargeman’s Brunch, after a chap nicely offered to go and buy some tomatoes which then had to be fried and added to our plates. It was an okay breakfast, a shame as I think if they improved the sausages and the general heat of it they could be doing a roaring trade on a weekend.


These may start going to Leeds one day soon.

A look around the chandlers and we purchased four new shackles for our stern button. The ones that we have at the moment are rusting and leaving horrid orange stains down Lillian’s tunnel band. The next boat trip round the docks was soon to set off so we rushed back to the museum and bought our tickets.


We fitted under this bridge

Six in all on the broad beam, including two members of staff and a lady and her daughter. We all had to sit down as the boat left it’s mooring and winded to head into the docks, then we could stand up. The advantage of only being four of us was that we got to ask lots of questions. There isn’t a commentary but the chap knew his stuff and offered up bits of information as we went round the docks.

We were surprised to see three new boats in the docks. One we had heard on the radio last night which had come up Victoria Lock, the other two must have come in on the tide this morning along with Amy going out.


Disused coal hoist from trains

Lots of wood, steel and fertiliser ingredients are brought into the docks. Depending on which company goods are for and what they are off loading depends on where the boat heads to. The broad beam could sneak under one swing bridge, but not the one that leads into West Dock. The wind was getting stronger and the waves getting higher, when we turned towards the wind spray came over the front of the boat. Alison and Laura were heading into town and waved as we went by.

The views of the hydraulic hoist from the water were great, it looks part windmill part pit head. The chap on the boat said that English Heritage have recently given ABP (Associated British Ports) a warning as the hoist has been put on the at risk register. If ABP don’t look after it they will end up getting a hefty bill in the region of £0.5 million.


An extra floor can make captains seasick

Apparently the public right of way through the docks only exists because ABP don’t want to provide any public transport around them should any of the swing bridges breakdown. If there was a breakdown it is a 35 mile detour to get to the other side of the docks. Last night the route did seem to be quite popular.


I’m only small and could get blown away!

This afternoon Tilly has been helping wash the port side windows and roof, until the heavens opened and I got soaked, she on the other hand was being wary of the gusts of wind and hiding in the pram cover. The back door has been open all afternoon, but she hasn’t ventured far, just how it should be. Just wait until we’re back in the countryside! 

Our Sainsbury’s delivery was the most efficient yet, the chap arrived bang on 2 pm asked in the chandlery where we might be and found us straight away, appearing at our galley window. Once everything was stowed, mostly in the wine cellar (under the back steps) I set about updating the NB Oleanna blog and catching up on this one.

0 locks, 0 miles, 2 Holiday Inn buffet sausages, 2 poached(?!) eggs, 2 hash browns, 3 helpful chaps, 1 lady so not wanting to be at work, 4 shackles, £5 dock tour, 12-17 mph gusts increasing this afternoon, 11+ maths passed, 1 load washing, 6 boxes of wine, £20 off! 5 clean windows, 1 wet back, 1 merc checked out, 3 blog posts, 2 many words!

Gongoozling. 19th August


Several bumps in the night woke us, this turned out to be Exol Pride going down through the docks and locking onto the Ouse to head to Hull for the next load. Considering the noise of their engine last night they managed to move off very quietly.

The weather forcast for the next few days isn’t so good, wet and strong winds, so this morning we decided to do the chores that meant moving Lillian. First water then we nudged up onto the water point to have a pump out. The chap from the chandlers turned up, brought out his pooh sucky machine and plumbed it into the elsan point. C&RT are aware that he does this. It was however a bit disconcerting as his pipework is see through. We certainly knew when the tank was nearly empty!

Then we pulled up round the corner to the diesel point and filled up. It’s about two weeks since we last filled at West Stockwith and the chap there wouldn’t let us fill Lillian to the top, so today we took on just over 50 litres at 60p. Mick went off to pay leaving me holding onto Lillian just as it started to rain. Once back in our mooring a cruiser came moored on the water point and headed to the Waterways museum for breakfast, NB Large Marge was about to come and fill and empty. They waited patiently and the cruiser let them know when they moved off. Once the pooh sucky machine was hooked up we decided that it would be polite of us to go and look round the museum rather than watch the contents leave their boat.


Think he’s a bit bored from reading the same paper for years!

The Yorkshire Waterways Museum is more a museum about Goole Docks than Yorkshire’s waterways. It’s not big but quite interesting.



Ship Building notes

In 1626 Cornelious Vermuyden drained the marshes and dug the Dutch River. In 1826 The Aire and Calder Navigation Company opened the canal, Goole the town and port on the side of the River Ouse improving water transport greatly. Originally the plan was to build a square with grand buildings on three sides and a dock on the forth, but the lack of money meant only buildings were built on one side, Aire Street.


He’s busy doing nothing!


First Aid Kit

As the docks were built the earth dug out was used to help raise Goole above the river to help stop flooding. The town and dock grew to meet the needs. The Barge and Ship Docks were first to be built, their locks into the river were small. After a Bonded Warehouse was built foreign boats wanted to use the port so more docks were needed and a larger lock was built to accommodate the steamers. It wasn’t until after 1930 that all the docks were used to full capacity. Ocean Lock was opened in 1938 being the biggest lock that could now receive big boats.



Hydraulic hoist working model

In 1853 William Hammond Bartholomew became the engineer for the Aire and Calder Navigation, his work made the navigation one of the most advanced and successful in the world. He introduced steam tugs that pulled trains of boats, hydraulics to operate the dock gates and deepened the channel of the Ouse.  In 1860 Tom Puddings were introduced, these could hold 35 tons of coal and travelled in trains of up to 12 units pulled along the canal. By 1913 1.5 million tons of coal were being carried to Goole where five hydraulic hoists lifted them into the air, tipped and emptied them into container ships for export. It must have been very noisy.




3 Tom Pudding containers

In 1986 the last Tom Pudding was used, marking the demise of the Yorkshire Coal Industry. The last hydraulic hoist was immediately listed as Grade 2*.



Sobriety’s cabin

The display in the museum is interesting, the fore cabin from Sobriety has been put together in a replica bow. All sorts of bits and bobs to look at. Lots of detailed boat models were on display. I nearly thought about offering them my model of Oleanna to see what they’d make of it.


Keep going for up to three hours!

We decided to do a Sainsburys order as the shops here are quite a distance away and our cupboards were looking a bit bare. Much of the afternoon was taken up with this as we discovered that they were doing their 6 or more wine offer again. At first our discount showed on our order and then vanished! Would we get the money off or not? In the end we crossed our fingers as we stocked up on boxed wine.

With the VHF radio on we could hear a tug driver checking in with the Lock Keeper so we decided to head down to Ocean Lock to watch boats going out on the tide.


Mecanic with it’s yellow Derricks



First was Mexahnk, (Mecanic) a Russian boat. They gradually moved the boat into the lock where it descended about four foot and then waited for the tide to come in so that it would clear the bottom cill. This all took quite sometime, we had to clear the lock gates when they opened as a very loud Yorkshire man told us to with the aid of flashing yellow lights.

Whilst Mecanic was waiting for the tide we could see and hear on the radio Fast Herman  backing out of West Dock through a swing bridge and then manoeuvre to come into the dock just above the lock. This was all being assisted by Little Shuva a tug. Another boat was heading up the Ouse wanting to pen up. So the Lock Keeper would be giving level readings of sand banks out in the river channel, getting one boat to wait for the other to come through where the channel is narrow. It was all very interesting being able to listen to what they were all saying on the radio, it’s all very informal, very few ‘over’ and ‘outs’.


Sun setting over the docks

We spent a couple of ours being big ship Gongoozlers before returning to Lillian and popping our tea in the oven.

0 locks, 0 miles, 1 empty pooh tank, 1 full water tank, 1 full diesel tank, 1 annoying chap who’d put bits of the exhibition together, 1 single purchase, 1 triple purchase, 5 Tom Puddings, 3 attempts to shop, 2 commercials going down, 1 coming up, 2 cruisers tagging along behind, 1 very big lock.