We had forgotten how pretty the Oxford Canal is.
Our first lock of the day, Northbrook lock.
Having opened the paddles here's the captain monitoring the water level as I go down with the flow.
Now for the hard work - with plenty of verbal encouragement from me. I'm helpful like that!
A couple of miles further on, after we cleared Pigeon Lock, the canal was completely blocked by a boat that had come adrift.
Having got it back to shore here I am hanging on with the boathook while we tied it up as best we could with scrappy bits of rope found on board.
We think that it is probably an abandoned craft but, who knows.
We both love this stretch of our journey because for 15 minutes or so we travel along the River Cherwell. The water is deeper than the canal and the boat moves freely.
All good things come to an end, Shipton Weir Lock which takes us back onto the canal.
Once again, an octagonal lock where I took over on the gates because of the odd shaped lock beams.
Just look at the countryside we're going through. Beautiful, isn't it.
We realised that we love the Oxford Canal because it doesn't go near many big towns. It does mean that you have to plan your pantry needs as there are not that many shops. And some of the shops that were there have now closed down.
Anyway, we arrived at Thrupp and, joy oh joy, two or three moorings available.
Just time to celebrate at Annie's Tea Rooms.
That's better, then back to the boat to knock up a beef casserole for this evening. We could have gone to the Boat Inn but who wants to pay out fifty pounds or more something that costs around eight pounds. And, our casserole will probably do more than one meal. Happy days.