A very warm and humid day greets us all. Great last night when Mazey was let out for her last walk in the dark, Pete saw a small frog next to me. Susan jumped in excitement and got her camera to hand. Pete picked up the little frog so that Susan could take a picture before putting the stunned baby frog back onto the towpath. Pete hopes he found his way to where he wanted to go......
Thankfully, there is a 48-hour mooring available just prior to Pewsey Wharf. It is busy here with lots of private and long-term moorers. Artists from Marlborough College Summer Camp are painting views of the river and the bridge. Susan gets excited as she watches them.
Pewsey Wharf |
Waterfront Pub and Bistro |
Strange models on the River Pete has a pint of Skinners Ginger Tosser, Cornish brewery, but drinking it in Wiltshire...... |
The family walk into the village (a mile away) to get a few supplies and stop for lunch in the Royal Oak.
Welcome to Pewsey Sign |
When they get back a very strange thing has occurred....... I must have been resting and in a deep sleep 'cause I did not notice that someone had stepped onto me and untied, then retied all the mooring ropes, in a totally different way. Pete and Susan are concerned and thought it BIZARRE.... I am not sure what to make of it either....... Pete undid them and retied them in the way he likes. He also checked my roof and well-deck area - nothing has been stolen. I feel bad..... like I have let my family down. I should have protested and I must have amnesia 'cause I do not know who, why or how it was done.......
Catch up soon.
Total 2.5 miles and 1 lock
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