Where's the weir?

Just two days before we watched the antics of the kayakers on the Dee Weir in Chester, the river was up and the tide was in.

Compare this picture to those on yesterday's post. There's a weir here somewhere, but you'd hardly know it.

All I could see was a couple of cormorants drying their wings.

All right, one drying and one watching me.

Just upstream of this point is the suspension footbridge, Queen's Park Bridge. I took the photo for the river lapping over the promenade.

Queen's Park Bridge was built almost a hundred years after Telford's Menai Bridge.

From the meadows on the other side of the river we saw interesting buildings ...

... and posh gardens.

One day I'd like to follow in the Tuesday Night Club's wake and navigate this bit of the Dee. Would be a bit hairy though.