Poor David managed to snag a nasty cold and so couldn’t join us for a short trip to Welford & Market Harborough. So we went anyway – sort of trial run plus it’s what the boat’s for . . .
We went straight to the Welford junction and down the arm for a night there (plus a jar in the Wharf Inn – learnt that they had a beer festival, 22-25th!! Get better David and let’s see if we can make this!)
Lots of dog roses out at this time of the year, whites, pinks and reds.
No pix of Foxton locks, we’ve done all that many times before. But the arm off to Market Harborough is very scenic and usually very full of Kingfishers but not today . . .
It is however, full of chicks – moorhen ones . . . .
Viv gets to drive and always seems to get the tricky bits, like a boat coming towards her, awkward bridges etc . . . but she does do very well!
After an hour of rural bliss you suddenly come into suburbia, with large mown lawns and trees through hedges?
Final resting place, the very well laid out visitor moorings
This is just before the basin, with facilities, hire boats & permies . . .
One of the must-see places is the newish micro-pub, not so micro with 10 real ales and six ciders – the Beerhouse! Bit of a stroll from the Wharf but well worth it. Viv ties the Kalika & then Pull the Other One!
Very busy (it was Saturday) but a lovely friendly atmosphere. Toby got a lot of attention: