I promise you that I will stop talking about food. However, last night we had spare ribs in a barbecue sauce. Now look at the next picture and see what's in the field opposite.
Had a leisurely breakfast and then pootled off to Hillmorton locks. Coming down the locks we realised that we could see the church straight ahead of us.
Usually the trees are in full leaf and all we see is the greenery.
At the last lock the captain had help from the volunteer lockie.
Each year, new houses keep creeping closer and closer to the canal.
We stopped to take on fresh water and then walked back to the Canalside Café for homemade soup. We asked what was in the soup but the chef couldn't say precisely as it just evolved daily with whatever he added. It was delicious.
All covid procedures in place and it was a lovely day to be outside sitting in the sun.
A good sign of spring with mother swan sitting patiently on her nest.
I do appreciate that I have told this story before, however, five years ago when we came this way, this bridge wasn't here. We moored in a quiet, out of the way part of the canal, apparently miles from anywhere. This is the place where I tried out my new phone and asked Google 'Where's the nearest pub?' The reply came back straight away 'There's a pub a quarter of a mile away. Shall I show you where?' We followed Google and had a marvellous meal at the Butler's Leap. Now though, you can see the pub from the new path that has been created through the place where trees and bushes would abound.
Just some canalside artwork, quite popular along this stretch of the canal.
Have moored for the night at Newbold on Avon and have finished off the day with fish and chips from the local chippie. Feet up, stove alight - all's well in our world.
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