A lock or two later, the couple from the boat behind us came back with their dog. They repeated the story of the drained pound, but with a far better attitude. She had phoned Canal and River Trust (CRT) and reported it, and he was offering to borrow a windlass from us and see if he could sort it. I told Clare to moor up after the lock we were just leaving and the two of us set off up the canal with windlasses. By the time we got there, there was a CRT employee and a volunteer resolving the situation, and a boat coming down too. As I’d thought, there was plenty of water available and the short pounds fill fairly quickly from the one above.