Heavy rain has been forecast for most of the morning so we're travelling once again with the pram hood up over the back deck ...
... as we pulled out from our mooring above Dundas Aqueduct ...
... passing miles ...
... and miles of ...
... moored boats, so cruising is slow in the now pouring rain!
The sky did lighten a little as we passed through bridge 180 ...
... and Ed was pleased to be able to hone his steering skills ...
... lots of concentration needed as he expertly gets safely past this boat and round the next bend ...
... as the countryside widens out ...
... he's a bit more relaxed!
Lines of moored boats appear yet again and the canal gets busy (George has now taken over the tiller)
... as we approach Bradford Swing Bridge ...
... Ed snaps his Grandad as he waits for me to drop him off ..
... to operate the swing bridge ...
... there was a boat following us but he's certainly taking his time (I'm waiting to pick George up - very patiently impatiently!)
Still endless moored boats this one on the winding hole (turning point) ...
... just before Bathampton Mill ...
... and the George public house, a beautiful old building ...
... at the far end of this row of riverside cottages.
The heavens opened once again for half an hour or so...
... but had dried up a little by the time we reached the 72-hour visitor moorings a Bathampton ...
... looking over the wall into Bath ...
... and the ever present railway below us.
A walk into the city followed to get our bearings and decide what we want to do over the next couple of days.
The George, so that's the name. Tis where I set off on me bike for Arundel, Sussex, all them years ago. A most enjoyable and memorable frolic! There were virtually no boats either moored or using the K&A back then - it looks fairly busy these days. And deservedly so, I'd say!
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