Dorchester to Goring

Last night, at the George, we had a very good meal, with saute potatoes, in perfect little cubes. I wondered where all the curved edges went. The answer was provided at breakfast: fried potatoes. The place was full, and breakfast was slow. We set off again on an initially overcast, but muggy, morning.

On the way to Wallingford, three or four red kites flow over us, one low enough to see its feathers in detail. Later, we saw common terns, which surprised me this far inland.

There is currently a diversion to the path, between Benson and Wallingford. We knew this from the path website, consulted before we had left home, but even if we hadn't, the diversion was well signposted. Unfortunately, it meant a bit more road walking, a contrast from the riparian peace.

We stopped for a sandwich at The Dolphin in Wallingford, and they decided - as many places do - that we needed chips and a salad with that.

After a longer haul from Wallingford to Moulsford, with the sun now having emerged and actually getting quite warm, we stopped for another little break at The Beetle and Wedge. The river had some lovely views on the way to Streetley and Goring. We were a bit hot and bothered arriving at The John Barleycorn, where are booked to stay.