Freshly emerged Speckled Wood |
Most of England had a
glorious day on Sunday and that included our bit of Warwickshire. Lying in bed in the morning we were aware of
a lot of people walking past. We were
expecting it to be as quiet as our mooring had been at Tomlow with a handful of
people walking past each day. When I
took Buddy for his pre-breakfast run I found out why it was busy – there was an
international lure fishing match in progress.
Lithuanians with a Pole |
We are used to fishing
matches where the contestants sit at numbered pegs along the canal for hours on
end. This particular match involved two types
of fish (zander and something else) which meant the contestants had to keep
moving with ‘lures’. It was self
policing and if a fish of the right type was caught the angler had to measure
it, record it and throw it back. It was
held over eight hours and there were four teams: England, Poland, Lithuania and
Romania. The 80 contestants had come from all over
the country including London and Manchester.
The Polish team won based on the total length of fish caught. I would like to make it clear that neither of
us have any interest in fishing and would not want to participate in it.
We are moored near yet
another abandoned railway line – a branch line off the old Rugby to Leamington
line. When the Warwickshire naturalist
people found out we had moved, they asked if we would monitor this section
whilst we are here. This gives me an
excuse to get out of jobs and go walking all day!
Looks ideal for Small Blue and early Skippers |
We haven’t seen much of
mote yet but the Speckled Wood at the top was very fresh and obliging.
Viaduct over River leam - notice Buddy is too hot to run |
…and Karen spotted our
boat in the distance. It’s not as if we haven’t got
pictures of the boat but it felt a bit surreal seeing it when we were so high
up.
It’s right in the middle of the picture |
Zoomed in a bit it is more obvious |
Karen thought she could
see someone moving around by the boat but when she zoomed in further it turned
out to be one of the fishermen.
Unaware he's being spied on |
Bridges on canals are not
usually renumbered; new bridges, like railway bridges and motorways, are added
with a suffix, e.g. 32a etc. On our
Sunday afternoon walk we came across this bridge that had obviously been
renumbered at some point though.
Bridge number 25 in 1867 but number 26 now |
We rounded off a most
pleasant weekend with our first barbecue of the year.
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