After a visit to the local health centre for Robin to get new antibiotics and his leg dressed (and a lecture from the doctor about drinking, boating and generally doing anything nice), we left Middlewich early afternoon in more hot sultry weather. The evenings have become a bit of a battle with the little flies which love the LED lights and in the daytime we are lathered in Jungle Spray to repel mozzies and horseflies. Still the weather has been lovely and is due to turn soon so we won't complain. There were five locks to do, one at the end of the Shroppie and four on the Trent and Mersey. There was a long wait at the first which was busy. Then at the flight of three after the turning we encountered our first jobsworth lock volunteer who made us wait at the top when we didn't need to and then didn't help us with the rest of the flight at all, preferring to harass the hirers. The final lock, a little further on was, to our surprise double width. Its been months since we were in one of these! Amazingly there are no more locks now until Wigan, many miles away. We went over the Croxton Aqueduct. Not quite so dramatic as the Pontcysyllte.
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| View from the Croxton Aqueduct over the River Dale |
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| Captain Rob concentrating and the Croxton aqueduct |
The locks took a while and the heat was tiring so we stopped just a few miles north of Middlewich. We found the most open site we could opposite some reed beds. Robin did some fishing, having his own little Springwatch of the birds and insects busy around the reeds.
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