Today wasn’t much better, but with full loos and empty water tanks we had to go to Sutton Cheney Wharf. As luck would have it we caught a window of dry weather this afternoon, so apart from a couple of light showers early on we did OK.
Meg and I took advantage of our extended stay to thoroughly explore the Bosworth Field Country Park and surrounding area. The moorings we were on were a short distance from where Richard III lost his life and throne to Henry Tudor, later crowned near Stoke Golding as Henry VII.
Sunset over Ambion Hill
Meg Playing Ball
King Richards Field
Shenton Station, the Southern terminus of the Battlefield Line, was also a short distance away. No steam engines running at this time of year though.
This station building was brought from Leicester and rebuilt brick by brick to replace the original demolished structure.
Shenton Station
We got away around midday, and in 35 minutes were at Sutton Cheney Wharf. The 48 hour mooring is still closed, with no change (apart from a bit more yellow tape!).
Plastic Landing Stage
Another 30 minutes saw us moored just before bridge 32. We’re hanging around again near Stoke Golding as I’ve arranged for he engine to be serviced by the same chap who did it last February. It’s got another 1200 hours on now though!
We’ve lost Carol on Corbiere for a bit. She went down to Hinckley for the weekend to meet some friends, and now is off down to Hawkesbury. We’ll catch up again in a few days.
Locks 0, miles 2¼
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