It was a frosty night, but we woke up to a dry bright morning although still breezy. I took some pictures while walking Meg around Alrewas this morning.
Meg looking cute
We set off about 11:00, heading to Branston (alledgedley where the pickle originated). There’s good moorings either side of bridge 34. It was an uneventful trip, with a few boats moving in both directions. Carol will follow on after a visit to the village.
The highlight was a kingfisher near bridge 36, alas he was very camera-shy. I got this one shot from about 70 feet away.
If you look at the middle right you’ll see this…..
Locks 4, miles 5