With a fine forecast this weekend, everyman and his dog seems to be on the water.
We picked up our Tesco delivery at Basin Bridge yesterday afternoon, then pushed across the canal to moor on the towpath side.
The picnic area alongside the road at the moorings is a popular spot, and we were entertained by a couple of chaps with a piano-accordion and a harmonica while we were waiting for the groceries.
Apparently they come down here on fine days, just for the fun of it. There used to be another two, with a guitar and a banjo, but “they don’t play anymore”.
We got away at around 11:00 today, the lush fields glowing in the sun.
Most of the other bloggers have reported spotting ducklings, but we’ve not seen any until today.
She’s got eight.
Through Hinckley and one of the Muskovys from the Lime Kilns pub was on the towpath preening.
It’ll be a vivid splash of yellow in another few weeks.
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