It was a gloriously sunny morning, with only a touch of frost remaining in places, when we set off towards the locks. Matilda Rose was on the water point as we passed and greeted each other. I spied this little toadstool village growing on the beam of the first lock which was in our favour. A C&RT man shouted out to leave the top gate open, ready for them to reverse into, luvly jubly.
The sky had the most unusual layers of grey, white and blue, something we hadn’t seen before. Lock 10 was sporting a new bottom gate beam with at least 30 tree rings on it.
Unfortunately the Windmill is no longer visible from the top of the locks, but Napton village was bathed in sunshine. I wonder if I could live in this little house? Bed one side with storage, cooker and sink on the other, and the fire to keep my feet warm in bed. Of course there would be an outside Loo with a view, what do you reckon? As all the locks were in our favour, except for a couple of leaky ones, so, we just flew up the flight.