A sad day this morning, with the Queens funeral. We flew our Tassie flag at half mast, and watched most of the ceremony on TV. The crowds at Windsor were enormous, I’m sure the river was as busy as well.

It was only in the afternoon we were told that the locks were still being manned, so we pushed off and headed down the Rowing Regatta course. First under the Henley Bridge, with its 2 figureheads, and then Temple Island at the end of the course. Time for a lock ? It’s maned !

After that, with time getting on, we decided to moor up, but all the places we tried were too shallow or rocky, and we had to resort to the pole twice to get off. The light would go soon and we were both anxious, but decided to see if one more lock, Hurley, was still open. It was and the ever helpful lockie had some EA spots in the weir stream, so we are by ourselves on a landing stage. After the hustle and bustle of Henley it’s a welcome relief. Tomorrow Marlow, and old stomping ground of mine when I worked at Beaconsfield Garden Center.