A few long boats and abandoned barges are tied to jetties on the west bank after Beverley Beck lock, from where I couldn't find a public right of way. Grovehill is an industrial state in Beverley, but on the other side of the river there is farmland and a couple of Skylarks were in full song. As I stand on Weel Bridge, a Swallow flies by, just my second this year.
As I see the flat expanse of Swinemoor with its pools, a couple paddles by on their kayaks, which looks like a very fun way to going up river (top shot).
The village of Weel and its embankment, looking east.
A large patch of Marsh Marigolds.
A friendly pony tethered to the bank comes to greet me.
Looking SE from Weel Bridge.
Towards the end of the stage. Swinemoor in the background.
Hovering Kestrel near the recycling centre.