It is amazing travelling by historic names and places. Bella glided into
Windsor and took a peek at the Castle. Clearly Her Majesty had a double booking, as she was not on the bridge when we passed by. Sad. We travelled beside her Great Park where we noted that we could neither moor nor land and lemented that we could not pop in. Ah well. When moored up to travel down the next lock, we did catch sight of Eton, the early school of our present Prime Minister.
We meandered through beautiful country then moored up in Old Windsor, where we had booked another mooring on electric. We celebrated the royal route by doing the laundry, blogging and hearing James' news on Skype.
