We headed onwards to York itself. I heard from Lingalonga, who had pressed ahead of us and were not lingering long in York, but pressing on beyond, that they had seen some moorings available. We wanted to stop in York as, in the absence of locks, we hoped the tourist city would provide Bryn with entertainment. He often wants to stay in Edinburgh, but this very week Nye was away, having been invited to a wedding in the state of New York, so we were getting photos from him of Niagara falls and a ship museum, while we were on the river Aire. And as I was taking photos of grumpy tups, he had been surprised by seeing deer at a petrol station.