After a night of hammering rain on the roof, it was a wet, warmish morning. The canal was narrower and busier than we have been used to of late and the landscape a mixture of rural and industrial, including the TATA chemical works. After seven miles we arrived at the outskirts of Middlewich and a single wide lock, called appropriately the Big Lock. After that Robin had to negotiate Harold into his first narrow lock in about 300 miles.
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| Its a bit squeezy in here! |
After this and two others in the Middlewich flight, we needed to turn right off the Trent and Mersey onto the Middlewich branch of the Shropshire Union. After a wait behind four other boats also going up Wardle lock at the turning (the disadvantage of narrow locks, of course), we finally got through and moored just about where we did on the way down. We are a bit short of supplies so we'll shop tomorrow morning before heading off again. Perhaps we'll even get some sunshine now we are back on the Shroppie...
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| Waiting at the junction |
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