We were moored in such a lovely spot that we didn’t want to
move on Wednesday.
We planned a six mile circular walk for the morning. Buddy met a playmate in one field and had a
good run around. Don’t worry, the field
is grass not a cereal crop.
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Our walk took us along a disused railway line; always one of
our favourite types of walk.
We went past the old Bratch station and…
… we sat down for a
rest and a drink of water, Buddy also relaxed and we could see how dirty he had
got when playing with the dog we met. He
had to have a good brush before getting back on the boat.
We walked through Bratch and it gave us a chance to
investigate the hall/manor house that we saw from the boat yesterday. We could have guessed as it turned out to be
a water pumping station.
We also went past the restored toll house from a different angle.
In the afternoon we did household chores including baking an
apple cake and log cutting and then a final walk in the evening sun before
dinner.
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