There was a short queue for Clayden locks but everyone was being helpful today and all very chatty.
Bridge 142 which is not over the canal and doesn't seem to go anywhere. However, it is a feeder bridge for the Wormleighton reservoir. How about that?
On the opposite side, residential moorings. One of the boats had fresh vegetables on the roof so we stopped and bought some runner beans. Just an honestly box asking for what you thought was a fair price.
This helicopter appeared from nowhere, flew above us, along the canal, and then disappeared off again.
Now, I said it was a relaxed day, people on paddle boards.
Other boats.
And old railway bridge, but, all at the same time? Was I worried? Not at all. Quite relaxed in fact because Brigid was steering and I just sat back watching it all go on around me.
Even Fenny Compton Tunnel proved to be a doddle for her.
Not a tap or a scrape. A lovely day and a lovely cruise.
And here we are, sitting outside at a quarter to seven near bridge 129, almost where we stopped on the way down.
And a crescent moon to boot.
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