The Birmingham and Worcester Canal at Perdiswell and the start of an alternative walk into town.
Practising balancing exercises in case all this walking isn't enough.
Plenty of mallards make a living along the canal.
As usual, we don't have anything for them.
Passing a pair of hopeful swans.
Trapped seasonal detritus.
Crossing a bridge to stay on the towpath into town.
View from the bottom of the bridge.
As I was taking this photo Vicky cried 'Kingfisher!' but by the time I had finished it had flown into some shrubs behind a willow tree (just out of shot to the right).
So we walked a few paces along and stood still for a minute and, sure enough, it suddenly re-appeared and flew back up the canal to where it had come from.
That counts as two sightings in our book.
So our score now stands at 22 in 11 years.
Definitely in a more urban environment now.
A gang of moorhens.
The old canal basin.
We leave the canal at The Commandery and head into town for a well deserved tea with toasted tea cakes at Coffee No 1. That should just about keep us going for the homeward leg.
Just a mile to go and the rain that has been threatening has now arrived.
No kingfishers in kingfisher territory today.
Almost back home. Just a half-mile or so to go.
Fit Bit stats today:
David: 15,222 steps. 7.18 miles. 6 stairs.
Vicky: 17k steps. 7 miles.
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