Monday, 30 March 2009

Sunday 29 March 09. Astwood Bottom Lock to Tibberton. 1 Tunnel, 1 lock.

What a difference a day makes, twenty four little hours, the sun and the flowers........

Ok then no singing.

Set off into what seemed to be a different world from yesterday,

blue skies and sunshine aplenty, these field just seemed to roll on forever. We believe those hills top right are the Cotswolds, could be wrong though.

It wasn't too long before we found another tunnel, this was the Dunhampstead version, its claim to fame as far as I am concerned is it is very low.


That ridge of brickwork ahead is about eye level, even D was ducking.



Back out into the sun and the chief wood collector is on the case. The only thing is I have to cut those with a Bow saw, when they get that big it makes me dream of chainsaws.
Stop yer whingeing says D, Summers just around the corner.


Looking at that sky its arrived. These cows ran to that fence to watch us go past, the ones on the right are still on their way. Their heads followed us along like a slow motion game of tennis.

That's it for now, I think we will be stopping here for a day or two as we are waiting for a phone call and there is a signal on our phones!! Whoopeee.

So until tomorrow.........

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