WEDNESDAY 20TH MAY 2009
The river gradually changes its personality as the open fields are replaced with wooded slopes and we enter the Goring Gap. As we pass through the lock and under the bridge, which is a strange combination of concrete, huge wooden beams, all topped of with a steel balustrade, but giving the impression of an ancient bridge the, views in all direction are beautiful, huge weirs to one side, the ancient mill (rebuilt in 1923) to the other side and in front, steep hills, covered in the multi green colours of the foliage of many trees. One side of the bridge is the village of Goring and on the other side is Streatley, with the Bull Pub at the cross roads. All of this is here just because this was a prehistoric river crossing that linked the old routes of Ridgeway and the Icknield Way and today the canal, train and main road all jostle for space in this narrow gap in the hills.