We woke to a bright, sunny and frosty morning just below the top of the flight.  We set off to join the queue below Claydon Locks, with restricted opening times of 10:00 to 14:00, but had heard that they are generally open by 9:30.



We were twelfth in the queue on arrival, but it was slow going, and past noon when we cleared the second of the two locks.  A couple of the crews that had moored there for the night didn't want to untie until they could move up to the lock, which left a few of us floating around next to an irregular bank on the bend for a while.



The brilliant sunshine continued all day, and with the low angle of the sun  made dappled patterns in the water as the canal twisted and turned across the summit.

The characteristic lift bridges soon made an appearance as we made our way to Fenny Compton for the night.  It was surprisingly quiet there, as most folks seemed to have headed off to join the queue at Claydon ready for the morning.