Fiskerton to Holme Pierrepont Lock, River Trent
Another perfect boating morning with a cloudless blue sky, but our first sight of the river was like looking out on meringues floating by, as our pic shows. As we moved off from our highly sort after mooring at The Bromley Arms, at Fiskerton, it was akin to driving through a sea of foam, which seems to be mysteriously generated from weirs further upstream. At our first lock at Hazelford, which we operated ourselves as the lockkeeper hadn't arrived, other boaters seemed very reluctant to operate the equipment themselves, so we moved on through the lock alone, no problems. We were treated to some impressive RAF glider pilot training overhead as we made our way ever onwards upstream.
Along the way, we spied a large group of swans enjoying the white water falling out of a side stream.
This evening we are moored adjacent to the National Water Sports Centre, where there is a 2km long rowing length and a challenging canoe slalom course - thank goodness we haven't encountered conditions like the canoeists were, here today!
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