Some of the images I’m now working my way through from the Olympic period were ones I shot en route to events. Whilst making our way from Twickenham, where we’d just seen the opening stages of the Men’s Road Race, to Kingston to catch the closing stages, we passed through Teddington Lock. As ever (at least, when I’m not in one of those creative funks that melts my brain) I couldn’t help but notice some interesting things, and stopped to take some photos. Fortunately for once we were on foot, so stopping was far easier.
This first shot is towards the lock itself. Just behind the trees on the right of this image is the actual lock, where the barge carrying the Olympic Torch for the final leg of its journey sat for a while on the last day of the relay.
In the other direction, a jetty extends providing mooring for a handful of boats.
Teddington Lock isn’t exactly a hive of activity, unless you count the amount of people on the footbridge (it is the only place between Richmond and Kingston at which you can cross the Thames, save for the small passenger ferry at Marble Hill House). Certainly, if I were to go there exclusively for photographing, it would be for the people rather than any water activity (in fact, last time I passed through that way there were some wedding photos going on. Might have been a bit rude to grab a few of my own).
Not expecting any boating activity, it was therefore a bit lucky I managed to capture this canoeist as he came past.
As we ourselves crossed the bridge, Holly noticed a butterfly sitting on part of the structure. Sadly, it was probably dead, because unlike most wildlife it sat perfectly still not moving whilst I switched lenses to get a closer shot.
Once we were over the bridge, we looped back under the structure to continue our journey. Fortunately, there was a mysterious arrow to show us the way.
After that, we continued on our way into Kingston, where I took some fancy pictures of bicycles.