Off again after good night surrounded by dairy farmers both sides of canal, with a very familiar odour that I do not miss. Think Geoff was very much at home (M&L gagging). Incredibly quiet til 2.15 someone went to toilet, we have quickly figured the rest of the crew should do the same, so unison is emerging.
Fist lock for the day (1st of 15 of the Audlem Lock flight). I am not sure what photos I have already sent.
Captain & crew are improving by the day..no major stuff ups! Biggest problem was the cook hanging onto her big pot of leek& potato soup as we ricocheted into these narrow locks. Even the drawers all shot out.
New term we learned today from another boatie..he told L to give "her" the Welly!Translated it means give it the boot (more throttle = more steerage which = less pinging off the sides of the locks as you enter). He did!
11 locks down we stopped at this little village of Audlem with famous Shroppie Fly Pub for lunch.
Off for a look around .
Old millstone
Interior
After stocking up on supplies we returned to the pub for lunch.
Have just taken opportunity to use their wifi.
and Even More: In lock 12,
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Moved on through lovely country side..again good farmland,to moor with the rest of the boats. After our little adrift experience we are inclined not to moor without mooring rings, the ground is so soft for hammering in our own pins.
This is our encounter with wildlife today, they were very busy eating the poor farmers pasture.
Finally our tired little crew having dinner for the night...
And..
Yes I am still on board. Perhaps I should show you the pre- dinner scene ...that's all.
Adding a bit of class to the dinner table in my pyjamas.
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