Lunch time came with no obvious mooring spot available. Just as we were considering eating separately, we spotted a section of piling we could moor at. I wasn’t entirely happy with it as there was a lot of shade. When we reached the spot I saw another boat in a sunlit spot with the crew casting off, but they seemed to now be hanging on to let us pass. Clare hopped on to the bank and explained that we were hanging back, hoping to take their spot.