Windy Again!

I was warned about where I'm moored....

High on an aquaduct embankment I'm getting all the wind and assorted wild-weathers that can be thrown at me (and occasionally rammed by an out of control boat).

But I love it! Last night I was lying in bed with the boat rocking and the roaps straining and creaking. For all the world it was like being on an old galleon in a wild sea-storm, especially the sounds the roaps were making.

Only the best thing is, instead of being in fear of my life - the worst thing that can happen is I get a stern look (no pun etc...) from an unfed duck in the morning. Artist's impression of a "fed-up", un-fed duck