We got onto the Oxford Canal yesterday and went up through the Napton Flight after I looked at the map and promised Sue that there were no more locks. Boy was I in trouble. We approached a lock which turned out the be the first of seven. Once committed, you can't turn back.
Napton-On-The-Hill rises to over 400 feet and has a Windmill on the top and if you make the effort to climb to the top apparently you can see seven different counties.

Napton-On-The-Hill and its Windmill

Sue took a chance at being Captain for a short while. Everything was fine until other boats appeared coming he other way. Panic! Early days yet though.

Captain Sue.

We also had a visit from some very tame and inquisitive swans. They would not go away until I fed them with some bread. Once I started lots of ducks appeared from nowhere all wanting a share and one of the signets even tried to snatch a piece from my hand.

We saw some very strange looking cows.

Sue got chatting to some fellow boaters as we passed through the locks. She discovered that we were sailing by a Water Buffalo farm which supplies buffalo meat to local restaurants. 

Not much else happened today except the usual joy of emptying the porta-loo and filling up the water tank so we can enjoy the wonderful shower we have on board.

Heading slowly back to Crick Marina over the next few days. We are watching our engine hours as Tempranillo needs her first service after 30 or so hours of use and we need to get back before we use up those hours.