Nine Little Visitors.

After a walk round town we returned to Doublefracture, just ready to cast off when the heavens opened. This was to be the pattern for the day.At lunch time we moored up in another down pour,with thunder this time. Four swing bridges out from Skipton then the first lock since leaving Bingley Five Rise. True to form another shower. I could become paranoid that some one switches on the rain every time we come to a lock. Three locks and we moored at Gargrave, just below Anchor Lock and the Anchor Inn. A short walk along the tow path then back for tea. As I tried to position the satellite dish we were visited by nine ducklings and mum. They came very close to the boat and didn't seem nervous, or perhaps it because was Marlene feeding them. Now we are moored for the night the showers have stopped, Typical.