After yesterday’s journey into Reading I’ve now got a favourite lock. Lock 120 is an ancient monument – one of only two turf sided locks on the Kennet and Avon Canal, the other being Monkey Marsh Lock at Thatcham.
Turf sided locks have sloping sides and take absolutely ages to fill so there’s plenty of time to admire your surroundings. Garston Lock is lovely in itself but it’s also in a great location, flanked by two pillboxes with views across the flooded gravel pits.
When you exit the lock you’re joined once again by the River Kennet. I quite enjoy working through locks in general but it’s rare to get as much pleasure from one lock as I experienced here. On days like this I really do appreciate how lucky I am to have such an amazing lifestyle.
The last lock before entering the town itself is County Lock where a weir on the Kennet makes exiting the lock interesting to say the least.
We were still in the process of mooring up when we were accosted by a couple of Americans on a company ‘team building’ treasure hunt. They wondered if we had some bread as they had to feed a bird. We also managed to provide them with two other items from their list – a bad business card and a Christmas decoration. We failed to help them further by swapping anything for their rubber mallet – we’ve got one of those already!
All in all a fairly bizarre introduction to Reading!