So it seems that we were not south of Stoke Bruene last night but indeed between Weeden and Nether Heyfield..
This is the view I had from the side hatch last night. Rolling hills, lambs skipping, the odd train passing and the last golden rays of the sun shining on the grass. Now Lockdown is easing somewhat the numbers of trains is increasing from a few to a few more, but train noises don't bother us, we find them relaxing.
|Somewhere between Weeden and Nether Heyford.|
|Turn left for lots and lots of locks and Northampton.|
|Blisworth Mill, now tasty apartments. Better looking than a barn conversion. David knows better than buy me a barn conversion as a surprise.|
|Blisworth tunnel, it's behind you...|
|David holding WaL's middle rope here, I have a bad arm and a sore finger.|
|The very fragrant Louise, note the wind in her hair.|
|Out of one Stoke Bruerne Lock and into another of the seven locks here.|
|I love a vintage pair.|
|Driven beautifully slowly and not pulling out our pins as is their want.|
|The paintwork was really stunningly flawless.|
|Interesting mosaics under an uninteresting bridge at the bottom of the locks.|
|This one was my favourite.|