We eventually reached Hancocks Bridge which was where BW were to meet us the following morning. We were unsure why they had to meet us as we had negotiated quite a few swing bridges all on our own. The last but one of the day was the most hazardous and all because it was school letting out time. It appeared that every child wanted to cross the bridge and all their parents wanted to cross over in their cars...Geoff had quite a job to clear the bridge to move it
This was the sky on our mooring that night which we hoped heralded another good day....could we really have 3 good days on the trot?
Early morning there was some mist and lovely clear skies so our luck was holding.