Day 37 This is Rabbit Island.
Here is a confluence, the river divides near here and provides two branches of the Trent at Hazelford Lock. There is a weir on either side of us thus positioning us on a lovely large island where we are moored and it has, according to me, it’s own ecology, certainly there are hundreds of large rabbits popping in and out of the bramble bushes to taunt me. I took my bearded one on his walk along some beautiful paths but I still cannot catch one – yet.
It is a beautiful morning and a cloudless sky. We are hoping to meet up with eldest son James and family this evening and we have identified a possible meeting point, the Ferry Boat at Burton Joyce. This is a couple of locks and a few miles away. The weather is perfect for a gentle cruise on the calm waters of the River, it really feels like summer.
We arrived at the pub and much to our surprise and very happily there was a mooring for us. Although it was only lunch time, we decided that we would take advantage of all this good fortune and stay put for the rest of the day and evening.
They had a light lunch in the pub (I got a few prawn heads) and we all spent the afternoon relaxing by the river. I got quite friendly with the swans. My bearded one and my long haired one did what they call painting. We saw a man swim across the river with four ice cream cornets. We saw a man fall in whilst he was mooring his boat. We saw the swans marching with apparent intent after a lady holding a bag of bread. I went for a walk with my long haired one and our friends through a field of cows and was very good, they were on a shopping mission and I was not allowed in the shop.
My bearded one’s son James rang to say that he was busy on a harvest and really could not get away tonight as the weather was so good, he expected. to be working until midnight (farmer)!
My photos: me posing, bearded one, painting, the painting, the man doing an ice cream delivery.
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