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By noon we reach Madinhead and finally find the primo fishing supply,
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| The walk proved somewhat longer than expected being more othan a mile before we finally located the fishing supply. Here Edgar hit the bonanza, worms, lures, and even nice fresh maggots . My how he looked longingly at those creepy white things squirming around in their corn meal bed. Now loaded down with a bag of new lures and creepy things it was time to renew the food supplies. |
| Waitrose was another half mile away but by now we had come to favor their cheese and wine selection. After loading up one more time it was time for a break to consider the walk back to the boat. Edgar had been a trooper up until this point but the load and miles were beginning to take their toll and so we rested a while. |
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The afternoon was now getting late and w hoped to make Windsor that evening, so we got underway and pushed the throttle open. Heading southbound on the Thames from Maidenhead first one comes to Bray Lock at ( Mile 29.3). Immediately one passes under the wide spans of the M4 motorway were the noise breaks the afternoon still .Leaving Monkey Island to starboard we aborted a water stop at Brays Marine on the western shore for lack of draft. A much better choice is Willows Marine located a few miles downstream at Mile 27, where their is a clear deep water approach.
Once clear of Bovney Lock, (Mile 29.3) it is a clear run into Windsor. As one approaches Windsor one cannot help but notice that this is a major stopping point for cruisers with it's ample moorings on both sides of the river. Passing under Elizabeth bridge there are numerous pleasant, well bulkheaded, moorings in the park by the rail bridge. We however pushed on as I remembered some moorings which although more difficult, were almost at the foot of the foot bridge connecting Windsor to Eton and close by Windsor Castle. We located a mooring on the castle side opposite the Eton Rowing Club, halfway between the Fort and Firkin and the Sir Christopher Wren's Hotel at the foot of River Street. I eagerly crawled over the difficult sharp stone wall but it was too much for Edgar, whom I had to assist with the aid of a chair from the cabin hoisted over the jagged wall. Only then were we able began the search for a shore side meal. |
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I eagerly crawled over the difficult sharp stone wall but it was too much for Edgar, whom I had to assist with the aid of a chair from the cabin hoisted over the jagged wall. Only then were we able began the search for a shore side meal.
Considering that Windsor is one Britains leading tourist areas, the lack of good eating was most surpising, it was easily outdone by all of the smaller towns and villages that we visited. |
| Windsor was a strange place for me this visit. Many times before this was a favorite weekend getaway from London, but this time Princess Diana's death overshadowed everything. As we walked the High Street towards the Castle gate you could not help but be struck by the line of people queuing to lay wreaths outside. As one got closer the shear size and height of the collection boggled ones mind. None the less we both love Windsor and prowled the town, it's stores and it's pubs. |
