Wednesday was the day we had decided to move on downstream, but first we went back up through Abingdon Lock to the sani station. All was well on the trip up but as we set off to come down again the heavens opened and we both got thoroughly soaked.........
The trip downstream continued in the same vein.....they were only showers but quite heavy ones and the wind was blowing well. I went below and changed but Geoff, ever the stoic, stayed up and braved the elements.
We had decided to see what the moorings above Days lock were like and when we reached there, there was one boat moored and plenty of room for us.
It looked like an ideal mooring, meadowland, clear line for the satellite TV (for the tennis!) so we moored just opposite an old pillbox
It was not until late in the afternoon when these appeared.
This morning there was no sign of them as we set out to walk to Dorchester just under a mile away.