Another swan's nest in an unusual location. |
Last true Oxford Canal lock before turning on to Duke's Cut |
Turning on to Duke's Cut |
Unusual paddle gear at, and bridge over, Duke's Cut Lock |
Now at last we were on to new territory for Chalice - we have gone down river from the Duke's Cut towards London, in the past, but never turned right onto the upper reaches towards Lechlade.
Despite apparently little flow on the river, progress is slightly slower than I might have guessed - we are generally bettering 4 mph, but not by a lot, although it is clearly deep enough. Perhaps there is more flow than there appears - we will see when we come back te other way.
Chiswick & Chalice in Eynsham lock |
..... and again. |
David goes into "self service" mode at next lock. |
Although we had a target of where we wanted to get to, we also had an idea we fancied yet another pub meal. However the power of the Internet comes into play at times like this, as it is often possible to look up menus, and even whether pubs are "dog friendly". What looked like best choice locationally, ("The Trout" at Tadpole Bridge), was quickly ruled out as being an expensive and pretentious restaurant, rather than coming close to "pub grub". So we stopped much short of plan at Newbridge, as one of the pubs there, the "Maybush Inn" looked more like we wanted.
In practice we had a very nice meal, although for what we were paying, I felt main course portions could have been more generous. Bitter at £3-80 a pint, and a decent Pinot Grigio at £5-20 for a large glass quickly inflated the bill though. I know the pub trade is suffering, but prices like these rule it out as a regular thing for many families. In a way they are doing themselves no favours - a bit more reasonable, and we would probably have stopped there on the return, but that's now unlikely.
My party piece was to open up my head on a light fitting projecting from one of the low beams, (I knew the beam was there but not the light). It bled profusely fopr a few minutes, and got me much attention from the staff and landlord, but Cath is a trained first aider, and decreed that other than pressure to stop the bleed, I was fine - she proved right, of course!
Not content with that though, the pub had it's own entertainments in the form of Oliver, a very poshly spoken young man who's family apparently breed race horses - he was most keen to show s pictures of a "potential future winner" born just that day. The evening got more surreal when his brother appeared - near identical, other than being dressed smartly in a suit, versus Oliver's casual. People always seem genuinely to want to know about the boat, how we use it, and where we end up.
Quiet mooring - lovely old bridge as background |
Thrupp (Oxford Canal) to Newbridge (Upper Thames)
Miles: 14.7, Locks:7
Total Miles: 116.9, Total Locks:76
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