We set out again in hope, only to be showered on slightly, nothing like the past few days but enough to need an anorak on, certainly at the start of the day.
We managed to travel about 3 miles and do 14 locks today.... it all became a bit of a blur after a while. Many of the locks came in pairs, which wasn't too bad, but few of them had boats coming out and most seemed to be set against us. John was pretty bushed at the end of it and I was past feeling anything I think.
We got to Wheelock, at the end of the whole series of locks, and stopped briefly to have a quick look around. It took about 5 minutes then we went in a pub called the Cheshire Cheese and tried the local ale. The people around here are SO friendly. We chatted to a couple and ended up feeling we'd known them for ages. We decided against mooring there, since there was no TV signal or phone connection and we fancied a night just chilling in front of the box.
Finding a mooring was not then that easy - lots of bends and then a straight with pilings but so shallow we couldn't get close to them. Finallly we found a decent place - knee deep in undergrowth but there were pilings hidden in the depths and we got a TV signal - still not much phone but enough for Chloe to ring her dad and have a nice chat. Not enough for me to log on so I'm doing this in retrospect.
I took this merely to show that at some point we actually took our coats off for the first time in days! Question - why do they put locks at such awkward angles to the towpath? it doesn't matter which direction you are coming from they are ALWAYS pointing the wrong way!
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