At the Wey we moored in the pound while I attended to getting a license, the Wey is managed by the National Trust and I was able to show my membership card and get a 10% discount on the £75 fee.
We are just becoming unsettled with passing row after row of housing with tiny back gardens when we pass under New Bridge and the rural Wey greets us, woods, farms and tree lined avenues letting the dappled sunlight glisten on the water. Ducks and coots enjoy the shade of the tall reeds and herons have their favourite fishing spots.
It's 13:30 when we moor up at The Anchor which is busy busy busy we both have half a glass of ale which we take to the garden to decide on the menu. I have to take my drink back as it has lipstick on it that isn't mine. We decide it's too busy for us here today and make our way through the adjacent lock, we moor in a vacant spot on the offside, not sure if this is a private mooring or not it's in amongst a multitude of uninhabited vessels lining the bank. Oh well if we are asked to move we will.
|An old Navigation|
|Pound lock before Thames lock|
|Coxes lock and Mill|