We cycle from the Avon to the Kennet in search of ancient stones.
We make surprise purchases : pickled quails eggs anyone?
When covering old ground there is plenty new to see and even signposted, can be a surprise.
We find a peaceful spot at the end of a gentle day.
We leave Bristol to return to Bath and meet people with troubles along the way. We can try to help, but we can’t solve them all.
We get to the capital of “The West Country”.
Old colleagues picking up threads after many years in a new place and time.
We’ve had enough Bath time for now.
Water is best and Bath brought us Joy.
Sun, friends and the right tools for the job are all key to keeping canal life enjoyable.
There were thirty three things getting us down today, but we enjoyed it all the same.
Wide fit, feeling fit, tight fit, neat fit.
Two days when the water was in the wrong place.
We explore more new canal and find some unusual combinations.
A weekend with celebration, horses, hitching and unhitched.