The mooring near bridge 87 was quite a peaceful spot and it was a shame to depart so soon. However, I wouldn’t get anywhere if I moored up for days every time I stopped. It was a beautiful day when I moored up and this is captured here together with a Mrs Mallard.   The following morning wasn’t so nice and was quite overcast. I’d stayed in bed far too long and didn’t get up until gone eleven. The forecast was threatening rain at around 1pm but I started out anyway and everything was rather tranquil for quite some time, until I decided that rain was imminent. I went to…