Having stopped at the first reasonable mooring after Braunston yesterday in the dusk with clouds of barbecue smoke, we woke to find lots of neighbours had already moved on. Just as well, as Annie has developed the technique of reconnoitring for food on the outward leg of her evening walk so that she knows just when to lunge for a tempting sausage on the way back. Another bright sunny day to see us back to the marina, renowned for its ability to generate fluctuating winds just as you are trying to reverse onto a pontoon.
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