Published: July 22nd 2012July 22nd 2012
Been a while since I last blogged, mainly due to outdoor life now that summer has arrived (not so conducive to blogging), and no internet access last night for the first time. It has nothing
to do with my reading material!
Yes, this hot sunny weather is so welcome. Marvellous to feel sun on your body for the first time. This is when boating really comes into its own. The river is still again, like a mirror, not the raging torrent of last week. People are out and about, chatting at locks, and sitting out on the banks, relaxing. The suntan lotion has made an appearance for the first time, as have the mosquitos! The cabin is warm and dry, nothing feels damp, no condensation running down the windows for the first time.
Had really good few days, with friends and family visiting. Moved on from Marlow on Friday morning after another swim (and shower) at Marlow Pool, and made our way to Henley. The day seemed quite warm and dry at first, then clouds gathered, and as expected, the heavens opened as we approached Hambledon Lock. Muggins out on bow duty of course, soaked again (not
Got a bit more culture in Henley - visited the Thames and Rowing Museum, which was interesting, and had the added bonus of toilets - always on the lookout for those! Entertained Fiona and John on the boat on Friday evening, and then Sue and Roy on Saturday - only the second day without rain since we started on 29 June. And then onwards to moor up in a more peaceful and private spot just above Henley for Saturday night; slightly concerned when a narrow boat, vibrating with noise and young men, moored up beside us, but they soon moved on to invade Henley for the evening. Later one of the nearby houses very kindly put on a firework display for us!
Awoke to blue skies and warmth, for the first time. Pootled on upstream, through Shiplake Lock where for the first time we had to queue; until now we've had the locks to ourselves. Everyone seemed to have taken to the water. And then back through Sonning and Reading, where we were 3 weeks ago, to Caversham, our overnight mooring site. Sat reading the Sunday papers in the sun, and then Tom and Ally joined
us and we barbequed for the first time.
And so, as the sun sets over the water, we prepare for bed. But not before the ritual of curtain duty; a nightly chore involving pulling sixteen ill-fitting curtains across our tiny windows to fit as best they can; seems to take forever. Definitely new curtains next year!
And then, into bed, slightly red and tingling from sun, headtorches on... now, where's that book????