
Nutfield and Raymond in the process of breasting up. Below, is later in the afternoon, as they prepared to reverse into the marina.



Here's an ice breaker you'd probably not want to meet on the Oxford summit.







The next lock is Newark lock, and we watched nb Jester II going up. Near the lock are the ruins of Newark Priory, which was a victim of Henry VIII.
Papercourt Lock has an intriguing National Trust sign reading "The lock that moved". But having whetted our appetite for a story, none was given. It seems, though, that the lock used to be where the weir now is, but needed a lot of looking after as there was no water management system. So a new lock was built and the weir put in the place of the old one. The lock keeper's cottage was also moved, and there's a story that after the builders had pegged out the site, the lockie went in the middle of the night to move the pegs around, to ensure he had a view up and down the river from the cottage.
There was quite a queue of boats waiting to go up the lock, not helped by one of the bottom paddles being out of action. By the time we left there were seven boats in the queue, including a Challenger boat, a Guildford Boat House hire boat, and two from Farncombe Boat House.
We retraced our steps back to the next bridge, from where we walked into Ripley and had a ploughman's lunch at the Seven Stars. Then it was back along the towpath to Pyrford Lock, which was busy with gongoozlers. The Anchor was also heaving with people -- it's no wonder the building has been extended in all directions.
The distance of our walk was two and half miles in each direction.