|Crossing the Edstone Aqueduct|
We've both been going stir crazy sitting in Wooton Wawen, even if listening to England whup the Aussies in under three days to win the Ashes did relieve my immediate boredom. All the same, I've never read so much, nor done so many Sudokus, codewords and crosswords. Harrywoman kept herself more than busy; repainting the pole and plank as well as the stove chimney and re-varnishing the dogbox too but I was confined to foot-up listening to Blowers and company on Test Match Special.
|`A fish-eye view of the boat from the low towpath|
|And a view of the skyline for Seadog Brian|
|You can't get back on there|
We moored for lunch at a curious spot on the edge of Wilmcote where the remains of a bridge, scattered bits of brickwork and a haunted looking copse of stunted trees and dead vines marked the likely site of an old lime burning wharf.
|A worm's eye view of the crew and the repainted chimney|
|Rood Ashton Hall going backwards very quickly|
|Halfway down the Wilmcote flight we see Stratford ahead|