The river is still moving swiftly past the port holes, no rain, which is good.
I now have a JD Wetherspoon app on the phone which shows where the nearest establishment is, we didn't need it for Henley as we knew exactly where to go for a traditional English breakfast this morning.
Not much else to report other than a day of watching wildlife and some brave skullers on the water. We did manage to get down to the Argyll pub at 16:00 for a happy Friday Midsommer Ale.
It's 21:00 and the red boards are still up even though, on this reach, the level has gone down about a foot.
|Crested Grebe and young.|
|Sorry Clarky I couldn't resist.|