Leaving Chipping Campden this morning the sky was bright
blue and sun was out. It was the coldest
morning we’ve had here so far and the car was covered in ice. By the time the village was out of sight and
we were over the hill we could see thick fog ahead. It was so difficult to see other cars!
We read of an annual event in Bibury on Boxing Day – a decoy
duck race. We left with plenty of time
to spare for the 45 minute drive and arrived half an hour early so we’d have
time to find parking. It’s the teeniest
village and we suspected it mightn’t be easy to park. We were right. We followed the stream of cars right out the
other side of the village and up the steep hill into Arlington where we struck
it lucky.
There was a good crowd of welly wearers lining the little
stream through the village and the bridges over were crammed with people. A couple of enterprising folk were selling
tea or coffee and mince pies. It was
popular in the cold. The racing ducks
are “sold” for £10 and each has a number on it.
The person who wins gets to choose a charity for the proceeds to be
donated to. A lovely idea.
The ducks were released just around the bend of the waterway
and before they arrived into view a fellow shot his gun into the air to scare
off the live ducks that were swimming in the path of the race. I think I got a bigger fright than the ducks
although all but one of them flew away.
The last one stood his ground with the decoys rushing towards him. There was quite a flow in the water and they
were pushed along at a good pace. A few
turned upside and a few got caught up in the growth at the sides but a couple
of brave souls were in the water in waterproof suits to set them free and turn
them right. It was all a bit of fun. We saw a black swan for the first time in the
UK!
We walked back to the car before the race was over to avoid
the inevitable rush of all those cars trying to exit one tiny village. We drove back to Bourton on the Water to
wander the last section that we missed the other day due to the heavy
rain. There was very little open but we
managed to find a pub open for lunch and had Mick had a club sandwich and I had
a hoisin duck wrap. Delicious.
We spent the remainder of the afternoon driving around the
area…. Stow on the Wold, Winchcombe, Snowshill, Upper and Lower Swell. The narrow, winding country lanes are such an enjoyable drive. It was a lovely day!
Tonight we went to the Eight Bells for dinner. It was ok…. nothing special but not bad. We enjoyed getting out for a walk in the
night air and seeing the lights of the main street of town.
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