Weir reflections

Today's big mistake was to try to get to a blip viewpoint by the river in shorts and sandals. I didn't realise until I was committed that I was in the middle of a field of nettles. And just to make it worse there was no suitable photo when I made it through the minefield. By the time I got back to the road my feet and legs were smarting with nettle stings. I therefore retreated down the road to the weir which was easily accessible.

I have blipped this weir on several occasions but I don't know why I haven't seen it from this angle. I love the reflections and the sunlight on the wooden gate mechanism.