A surprising discovery

Oh what a beautiful morning. You know, someone should use those lyrics in a song, it'd be a smash. 

We took our rubbish and recycling to the bins by the wharf and, although not dog owners, read the appropriate notice. I love the bottom line. Someone with my sense of humour. 

We set off back the way we had come down to the junction where we took a left turn - sorry, where we turned to port. Early in the day, I know, but, any port in a storm. Where was I? Oh yes, and as we came round one way, two other boats came from the left, one going the way we had come, the other heading towards Foxton. Then, when I next looked round, a third boat had appeared and was steaming up behind us. I decided to let him pass as he was obviously in a hurry and not wanting to bumble along like us.

Near to Elkington Bridge there are some quite luxurious adult glamping pods. We are quite tempted to give them a try sometime. 

And around the next bend I almost thought it was a scene from War of the Worlds. Giant machines marching across the horizon. Don't panic Captain Mainwaring!

Very early afternoon we found the perfect place to stop for a bite of lunch. 

The captain's happy.

I'm happy.

What a lovely spot. The sun is shining and it's the first time this trip that we've sat out on the bank for a meal of any sort.

And look at the view. Why haven't we ever stopped here before?

Now for the surprising bit. Brigid was looking back through our past logbooks only to find that we've stopped here, almost in the same position, at least twice before, and we have the photos to prove it. Obviously, the boat knows where to take us and where to stop. No arguing with that.