Sunday 8th September 2013 - Aldermaston to Frouds Bridge Marina

We had difficulty finding motivation to do the last few yards to the Marina.  I had phoned last week to say we were coming but did not know where we would be put.  Some moorings are quite claustrophobic.

We slipped our mooring from alongside Whistler, said goodbye to Graham and moved several hundred yards to a more suitable place for the day.  Partly as a delaying tactic we got the bikes off one last time and cycled back to try and spot Stockton.  This was of course like looking for a needle in a haystack and doomed to failure.  We then cycled to the marina to find that we could have our old mooring back - fantastic!  Its in a corner and we think a lovely spot.  Well pleased.

We finally upped pins and moved the final few hundred yards into the marina.  Claire and Rob came for lunch - we had booked a table at the Butt Inn again - a late birthday celebration which was absolutely wonderful and quite took the sting out of coming home.  After a stop off to see Mum, Claire and Rob ran Annie and I home - the adventure over!

Slipping our mooring from alongside Nb Whistler

Early morning fog - autumn is upon us