When we arrived at the foot of the Claydon Locks it was obviously quite busy, we had a single handed one in front and one behind us, and obviously some coming down.
When we got up a couple of locks we realised that there was a bit more to it. We'd had a boat go by us last night a bit after 9.00pm which we thought was going to moor around the corner from us, but apparently it had continued, as people coming down were complaining about the noise they were making and the latest they were reported was at 11.40pm. That's a pain in itself, but they had left one of the bottom paddles open on one set of locks which had practically drained the pound. Boaters were trying to let more water down to the pound than was going out, and things were improving when we got there, but I still had to keep to the middle as it was very shallow on the off side.
You can see how far down the water is on the towpath side here.
This is just before the lock. Naturally this meant that the summit was a bit low, but luckily there is a huge reservoir there so things should be sorted.
Bridge 141, this is the last of the lift bridges on the Oxford. They aren't a problem in any case since they are all up like this one until you get further south where they are kept down for more frequent use.
We're moored out in the middle of nowhere on a random length of pilings, just long enough for us. Paddy's having a whale of a time, he's been for a long run with no lead so he's a happy, and quite tired, little dog.
....and finally, this is the view opposite us, a field being harvested. What a contrast from 2 nights ago.....happy with both.
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