White flowers and white legs are out on show in Wallingford.
I’ve become more obsessed than ever about how much power we can get from the sun.
Reality and toys get confused.
A satisfying, sunny, scrumptious Saturday
How deep is the river? How high is a moor, hill or mountain?
Cruising in the sunshine and some minor remedial work.
Some girls will, some girls won’t. Lots of active ladies today as we meet a rowing regatta
We get back to Oxford after a week away.
From boat to Boat, with birthday, birds, beasties and besties.
Planning ahead yields some pleasant interactions.
More babies today than usual but how could I have forgotten the goslings …
From nature reserve to Osney Island
We make steady progress without going anywhere.
Is it safe to go? How much rain and when? Where can we stay? Reassessment fresh each day.
Going down stream is quite a ride.
We decide to make a speedy exit from Lechlade
Instead of watching TV today, I turned it to face sideways.
Lechlade in all weathers and moods
It is hard to see what is coming, and it is driving us round the bend.
No blue lights but lots of little concerns and queries cropping up on an otherwise lovely day.
I start to get the hang of handling the boat in fast moving water.
The river is wide and fast and presents some difficulties.
We move on again and head up stream.
Thrupp to Thames with many interludes