Before we left Hemingford Grey this morning, Sally went into the village for some milk and bread, and came back singing its praises. She describes it as a quaint village with lots of pretty houses and thatched roofs.

Our aim today is to reach Huntingdon, the birthplace of my youngest son Neil back in 1971, as this was our home for a while. We set off in glorious sunshine against the flow of the river, so we had a steady journey along what was a very picturesque section of the river, only having one lock to do on the way. At the lock we were amused to see two ducklings riding on a short plank of wood (look mum we have our own boat).

As we approached the lock the gates were open ready for us to go straight in, I guess the loan boater who had previously used it was too lazy to stop and close them. But hey, it was good for us as it saved us from mooring up to open them. With it being a good hot day there were many walkers, some of which stopped to see us through the lock and gave a wave as we moved off. Along the next section we spotted a grass snake as it swam across in front of us, it must have been about three feet long and kind of slithered as it swam.

Next came the town of Hartford which is now joined to Huntingdon as their boundaries have met. Here were some very nice houses which backed onto the river, and looked very expensive and well cared for, at on the gardeners were very busy cutting the lawns and clearing the overhanging branches. Once again the church was alongside the river and looked a peaceful place to be.

Not much further and we were in Huntingdon and looking for a mooring, passing the Huntingdon boat club and Purvis marina, we spotted a section of low wall with mooring rings and pulled in. It was a nice mooring on Riverside Park, provided by the local Round Table, where we decided to stop over for our visit to the town. Tied up and secure it was now time to relax, read my book and wait for my tea.

As I write this it looks like the sunny spell has ended, as we had torrential rain in the night, with the promise of more to come during the day (please no more floods).