Wey to go.

This morning we set off on our trip up the Wey, the first lock we came to is Weybridge Town Lock and it is a blinder. As you approach the lock from downstream you have no idea what awaits you as a bridge obscures any sight of the lock.

Whoever is going to work the lock has to dismount by the old roller, once used to guide the horse lines, and then dodge the traffic across a main road, once the lock is set they have to recross the road to let the steerer know they can get into the lock.

 Now you don't want to go through this bit of the bridge

and you definitely don't want this bit of the bridge, so you aim for

a hole in the wall, which involves a nearly 180 degree turn around the two bollards and into the bridge 'ole and into the lock.

They had been wielding the paintbrush,

does that also apply to these lines?

Next up is Coxes Lock, right next to the eponymous mill.

This also provides a rather interesting by-wash which considerably enlivens the entry into the lock.
By now we were starting to realise that the locks were not the monsters we had been led to believe, not as docile as the G.U. locks but no more unfriendly than many on the K&A.

Egyptian geese? They are certainly an improvement on the usual Canada geese that infest the waterways.

After passing under the M25, isn't it elegant? You are right of course, it's hideous. But back on subject,

just beyond the motorway is the junction with the Basingstoke, theoretically open, but only on Saturdays and Sundays and they now have a landslip cutting it short at Dogmersfield, maybe, perhaps, it is one to do of course.
We have stopped at Pyrford, by The Anchor, not bad moorings. Up until now the scenery has been London suburbia but it is definitely improving.

Watch this space..........