Moored in the centre of York
After a night of heavy rain, we awoke to a dull, damp morning. The river was quiet with the big trip boats cruising up and down but few other boats moving. After breakfast we headed to the station to pick up our train tickets for our visit home, and then into York to visit the Art Gallery. The city was much busier than yesterday and teeming with tourists, The weather, though windy dried and warmed up and we were able to appreciate some of the lovely architecture.
York Minster
Next we went toYork Minster which was impressive both in its history and scale. We spent a few hours exploring and took many lovely photos of the stunning windows and features.
Rowers on the Ouse
There appears to be a protocol on the river with trip boats stopping to allow rowers use during late afternoon and early morning. This crew were very fast as they sped past Banjo as we had coffee in the late afternoon sun on the stern whilst reading the papers and scoffing buscuits.
Looks like hard work
One of the nice things about sitting on the boat, besides feeding the ducks, is meeting lots of interesting people including a charming young musician fron Boston USA who had a chat and helped us identify the Greylag geese who were squabbling over the bread. We are lucky!
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