|Wild Sorrel at start of journey|
|Pulling "Ninth Step" out of lock|
We then travelled through to the top lock at Marston Doles which was incredibly picturesque. Just as we were sitting in the lock a lovely looking fox ran by the boat and jumped the wall nearby, it was very bushy tailed and well fed, a couple of minutes later we heard the horns for the fox hunt and the hounds came rushing by too, quite a few head butted the wall as they tried to jump it, one wandered around a nearby garden for nearly ten minutes looking lost.
|Marston Doles Lock|
|Fox Hounds jumping wall near lock|
Food for the day was great and I'm sure will only go downhill. Sarah made some fab spinich, carrot and other vegtable soup and I had made a seedy white loaf. Then for tea Glyn and Janet had made a fresh chicken curry which was great too, all washed down with lots of wine.
After we were all tired and weary, I was well bruised and achy too, but a great day and all on track.