So we were to go this am, but not just yet as I was watching a cute bird and was trying and trying to A) identify it and B) get a photo of it.
So later we did set and made a pretty way down to Napton and the flight there.
A rather lovely surprise as we waited for water at the bottom was a greeting of Neil and Kath from NB Herbie HERE
Both David and myself have long been fans of Neil's blog, and more than that Neil's books, he's written two and here is a link to the first HERE if you like to laugh out loud when reading then this is the book for you.
The flight was pretty quiet, we had the benefit of having every lock bar one empty for us.
|I was bemoaning the loss of view of the Napton Windmill as a much loved landmark, I said to David I would buy it, chop all the surrounding trees down and restore the landmark. David thought I was being a little undemocratic.|
|On and around the corner it hove into view, I thought some of the tress had been felled after all|
|Nice view though a gap in the hedge|
|Approaching the upper section of the Napton Flight with views over the surrounding countryside|
Like I said earlier, the run up the locks was most enjoyable, warm, mostly sunny and with all the locks in our favour we decided to keep going and not moor up a couple of locks down from the summit. I was so very sad to see the house here at Marston Doles over looking the last lock. I am so sure that in the past it has looked well loved and cared for but today with bits falling off, boarded up windows. But today its the latest in the list of houses I want David to buy so that we can restore it to at least some glory.
|Sad sad sad.|
|Now its partially hidden but I thought it was a Ford Capri, a real blast from the past|
We moored up using stakes on the straight section just along from the last lock. We were all on our own in full sunshine, a bit more rubbing down of the cratch ensued.
|The view from my kitchen sink tonight.|