This is our mooring from the previous night. The wind was howling, but we were snug. We watched the clouds, though, as they spiralled and stretched around us.
The clouds put on a beautiful display for the evening. You can just see a commercial barge coming towards us under the bridge. We had four or five pass us after we stopped.
And we're off! A grey day brightened by a pretty narrow boat.
Pleasant sights as we putter along.
Autumn blush starting to gather momentum.
There are few locks now. We are by ourselves much of the time. I have my super-duper wet-weather pants on - which I ripped! Grrrrrrrrrr.
Looking out the back of the lock. No, wait, we were going down. Looking out the front!
Seeking a place for the night. Not here!
Noel became quite excited watching this neat little machine chew up the banks growth.
Here we are by the end of the day.
Do these names ring any bells?
Dunkerque possibly tomorrow! Great progress!
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