9th November 2015. To Bridge number 3 on the Wendover Arm.

From discussions over breakfast a decision to visit Tring Natural History Museum emerged. As far as we could ascertain, the nearest place to moor was a bridge almost at the end of the Wendover Arm. From there it looks like a short cycle ride to the museum.  Destination decided upon, we set off through the deep cutting which marks the very top of the summit. The cutting is a good mile long and the canal goes between high banks of trees and shrubs. We saw lots of squirrels bustling around and of course a ubiquitous heron. Harold cut a trail through the carpet of leaves covering the canal.

Harold cuts a trail though the leaves.

The depth of the cutting can be seen in the height of this little bridge.

Spot the Heron!

Next was Bulbourne and the start of the Marsworth locks. However, we turned left into the Wendover Arm before the first lock. The last time we went this way, the rain came down in sheets as we turned. This time, the wind got up and turned very cold. Perhaps the Wendover Arm has it's own micro-climate. The channel is narrow and shallow and with the wind against us we crept along. Fortunately we didn't meet anyone coming the other way. We skirted the edge of Tring at the Mill which looms over the canal and made our way to bridge number three. Discretion being the better part of valour, we decided not to try turning round in the wind but just to moor up. Scooby will get a good run round the reservoirs and we'll visit the town and museum tomorrow.

The mills at Tring.

Views across to the reservoirs.