It looks very much as though June is going to turn out to be one of those May kind of months, where if it doesn’t look as though it’s going to be raining shortly, it’s because it already is. That is not a bad thing although it does add a certain air of determination for want of a better word, to the process of moving, as we try to time our arrival at the locks between showers.
We had glimpses of what might be as we drifted more quickly than usual on the now rain-swollen current today. When the sunny patches appeared they were like sparkling little advertisements for places crying out for further exploration, and explore them we will. In due course.
For now though we’ve decided we’ll move every day while the weather is indifferent, making miles until we reach the river’s mouth. Then we’ll cruise back at our leisure, playing the odds that the sun has to come out eventually, stopping and poking around in every hidy-hole we can find all the way back, sunny or not. The logic of that is inarguable, so that’s definitely what we’ll do. Starting in a day or two, because we like it here.
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