While waiting for the last few inches of the aforementioned turf-sided lock to fill, an adult swan took off “up-hill” from the pound below the lock. Not sure whether he started from the wrong waterway intersection, or attempted a reduced thrust take-off, or lost an engine, or only calculated the requirement to clear the bottom gate, but he only cleared the actual take-off obstacle – Fran’s head – by about 11 inches, and the down draft definitely disturbed her hair. One for the SAIB to investigate perhaps: a few inches lower and it could have been messy – another potentially peculiar epitaph.
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