Sheffield

A fairly early start this morning. I drove up through Towcester and met Andy the photographer on the A43 so we could travel together up to Sheffield for a boat test -- the most northerly one so far. The weather wasn't great, but at least it didn't actually rain while we were there, and we made the best of the ten minutes of brightness.

I've never been to Sheffield before, and in truth didn't see much of it this time. But here's the windlass operated swing bridge across the entrance to the basin.

The basin itself is surrounded by rather smart buildings, and there's plenty of room to turn.

The journey back south was rather slow in places. I've come back to Briar Rose, and will stay the night and go straight to work tomorrow. We'll be back on board later in the week, though, for the preliminary part of our big autumn cruise.