One of the most amazing parts about our trip was the scenery. Mornings tended to be foggy or rainy, and it cleared as the morning passed. This shot was by Cam and captured the bird mid-flight. Stunning.
I thing this shot was one of my favorite. The windmill, the clouds, the sheep, absolutely picture perfect. We looked at this scene for an hour or so.
The weather was mysterious some mornings. We often parked alone sleeping next to a empty paddock, but occasionally we were in the company of others. Another morning, another foggy start.
The dew kissed cob-webs sparkled even in the haze. This lock was a prime example.
Thatched roofs abounded even in the smallest of towns. Check out this duplex with a bird on one side and a fox slyly creeping up to it from behind.
Another canal tidbit were these swing bridges that linked one paddock to another. They may be tiny, but they can handle a tractor.
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