25th May Thursday
We moved on from our mooring to the winding hole past Bridge 28 to turn around back towards Crick and the boat show. This meandering stretch of the Grand Union is very pretty with lots of lovely moorings opposite fields of barley, wheat and rape. Majestic wind turbines in random groups gently turn on the horizon and the sun beats down. This evening we have moored a couple of miles out of Yelvertoft to make a change although Pete determinedly walked back to the village for pork pie supplies - they sounded too good to miss.
We did some more cleaning but the heat of the day made us very lazy, so mostly sat on the bank relaxing. All the windows left open tonight.
We didn't make it back for the pub quiz, but I am sure we weren't missed.
We moved on from our mooring to the winding hole past Bridge 28 to turn around back towards Crick and the boat show. This meandering stretch of the Grand Union is very pretty with lots of lovely moorings opposite fields of barley, wheat and rape. Majestic wind turbines in random groups gently turn on the horizon and the sun beats down. This evening we have moored a couple of miles out of Yelvertoft to make a change although Pete determinedly walked back to the village for pork pie supplies - they sounded too good to miss.
We did some more cleaning but the heat of the day made us very lazy, so mostly sat on the bank relaxing. All the windows left open tonight.
We didn't make it back for the pub quiz, but I am sure we weren't missed.
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