Having left the ‘dreaming spires’ of Oxford behind us we
hoped to have a bit of relief from the strong winds that seem to plague
us. Not to be! When we entered the deepest lock on the
Thames almost sideways we decided that enough was enough and found a lovely
mooring just upstream of Abingdon after being blown past Radley College
Boathouses and Nuneham House, which incidentally was where Queen Victoria and
Albert honeymooned.
The wind increased and there were white horses on the water,
something we associate with the sea rather than the river! Later although the
sun peaked through for a few moments, the heavens opened and we were lashed
with torrential wind and rain and were just thankful that we were tied up
safely.
One of our observations on this leg of our journey has been
the rubbish, mainly plastic bags, along the banks. It seems that any transport route, whether road, river or canal,
is plagued by this eyesore these days. Why aren’t people more careful with their
litter, especially plastic bags? We
have a friend who had a similar rant recently about plastic doggy bags being
thrown into trees and not disposed of properly.
A blot on the landscape!
We are still waiting for some kinder weather maybe later in
the week.
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