We walked down to Thames Path - Windsor Bridge and made the spot very quickly thanks to J's eagle eyes while the girls watched the boats go past. Log signed and we carried on to the Eton side and down to the riverbank. It was almost lunchtime so we stopped by some moored up boats and had a sandwich and drink in the sunshine while the swans waiting for a crust or two.
Off we went. The two horses were old boys, brothers aged 30 and 31 he told us. The plodded or trotted along a path they've probably done a million times before. It was glorious in the sunshine and the smiles on the girls faces said it all. We turned at the end near where the road crosses and began to head back.
As we came back into Windsor, there were drums beating ahead of us. A local reenactment society were out and made quite a sight. A little loud for the horses though who did twitch around a bit.
What a lovely way to travel and give our weary feet a rest. We then headed back to the car via the playground as promised.