From Streatley, the friends row to Culham and camp in the boat for the night. The journey includes long uninterrupted stretches anywhere above Teddington, and the Oxford Club with no locks. It is enjoyed by the professional rowers, but regretted by the pleasure seekers. The narrator recounts anecdotes going through a lock at Hampton Court that involved George and him. It so happened that since it was a glorious day and the lock was crowded, a photographer had setup at the lock to take pictures of the people mingling on the lock. George and the narrator also pose, while being unaware that the nose of their boat has become caught under part of the lock, and the rising water is threating to flip their boat. Just as the photographer snaps the photo, they push away and the photographer captures them with falling over, feel dangling in the air.
For the remaining trip the narrator describes the various beautiful sheltered towns and valleys nestled alongside winding rivers between Culham and Oxford, that they pass through.