I run a 40 foot steel narrowboat, Lord Byron's Maggot, which is usually parked at Croughton, halfway between Chester and Ellesmere Port. It wanders up and down the canal system of the UK - admittedly more in the summer than the winter, but that's life. I usually manage to get between four and six week holiday in the summer, and, starting at a village carnival at Waverton in Cheshire, where my band play for the evening dance, get as far as I can in a fortnight. Which, even at four miles an hour, if further than you might think. Although four miles an hour is a bit of an exaggeration - since I got rebottomed a few years back I'm a bit heavier and move a bit slower.
Boats are a wonderful method of getting away from the realities of life, especially musicians.
I usually go by myself, which is OK until you get to the iron lock at Beeston, which is the only one I've found so far in the country without a ladder. Once in, you can't get out.