Just occasionally you get lucky and today was one of those days. We moored up near Weir lock, just short of Stratford. Nice spot. I thought I'd scramble down to the weir to see if I could get some good photos. I was so busy taking the first few that I failed to notice the heron. Then I got these pictures which I think speak for themselves.
In case you are wondering, that's perch it has caught, which might make it uncomfortable eating a perch have large spiny dorsal fins.
This end of the Avon is perhaps the most interesting. The river is narrower and carries more current, but it feels more intimate. Just upstream of Bidford you pass some wonderful houses and gardens. I'm not a property valuer but I'm quite sure some of them would have a seven figure price tag.
We are within less than an hour of Stratford, but we thought we would hold off our triumphant entrance for one more night to give them more time to put out the bunting and gather the palms to scatter at our feet.
Tomorrow night we go to see the Prince of Denmark. I wonder if he's related to Sandi Toksvig.
Posted with Blogsy
7 comments:
Which of you two have volunteered to ride the donkey then???
Great photo's young man!
Lesley
Fab photos! Paula
Well done, Neil. Great photos. It's a favourite spot of mine for photography but not had your success.
love love the pictures!!!!
Lovely pictures, well done.
Do go upstream from Stratford if you can. We got almost to the weir 2 years ago, but it got a bit narrow and shallow. There is room to turn earlier and is worth a trip.
I'm green with envy at your piccys.
Well done!
Bob
Amazing pictures!! And a good post too. I love your tongue in cheeky writing.
We hope you are both staying cool.I have officially melted and I am looking for the off button on the sun.
Jaq
Post a Comment