View from last nights mooring, soft undulating lush pastures, making our way to branch off into Llangollen.
Nearing Nantwich
Lunch in Nantwich at The Crown Hotel, an old carriage stop( Tudor style ) pretty buildings, lots of youngMums pushing prams.
Gorgeous little church with octagonal tower, St.Mary's. Was quite a walk into town from canal.
As you can see quite warm today. We have to take our carry bags to get supplies.
Pausing at the aqueduct on our return to the boat.
Onto Llangollen through Hurleston Locks uphill. Phew, these locks feel tight.
Looking back down the flight.
At the top of the locks there was a pause in proceedings as Betty and I met the couple who own Cheshire Cat narrowboats and presented them with a bottle of Australian wine smuggled over in my suitcase especially for this purpose. Even after deciding not to hire from them Linda (forgive me if I have the name wrong - it was 11 years ago) had been incredibly helpful and continued to answer Betty's and my endless questions about all things narrowboating.
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Moored in the country side yet again.
L moved to put on a BBQ. One of these little disposable foil numbersthat the men had seen fit to purchase !I think the photo says it all..what a forlorn figure he makes, not giving up hope entirely.
Sausages have been transferred to fry pan on stove after a truly valiant effort.
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