We woke up on Sunday morning with the current still rushing past us, but we made the decision to go for it. The boat in front of us went first which gave us enough room to get the bow out into the current and allow the stern to clear the other boats as we got pushed along. Once we were in the flow there was no stopping us. We tried to get on the lock moorings but they were full and holding was out of the question, there were also a load of canoeist's about. As we were being swept in by the weir we were lucky enough to have the lock gates open so we just opened the throttle and went straight in. The other boats weren't too pleased, but understood why we had to do it. A big shout of "Sorry" and "Thanks" did the trick!!!
We got there just in time to see the sun set over the Old Iron Age village of Dorchester.