We are now heading south, on what is in all likelihood our last major trip before we get our new boat. We’ve spent so much of this season around the Nantwich area it seemed quite emotional as we set off from Hurleston Junction.
When we got to Nantwich we stopped on the water point. There was a boat already there, but there was room to pull in ahead of him, and when he’d finished our hose pipe even reached the tank (although it was unwound to the max). I walked down to the chandlery, but they were out of bags of logs, which was less than ideal. The moorings in Nantwich were much quieter than of late, but then we are two thirds of the way through October. At times it rained, sometimes just drizzle, other times more persistent, but every now and then the sun tried to come out.
We’d passed a few boats going the other way, and as we approached the Hack Green Locks a boat was just coming out the bottom one. They left the gates open for us, so I swung the stern in towards the towpath so Adrian could jump off, and went straight in. There was another boat waiting above, and as we rose another boat came down the top lock and also left the gates for us.
It meant we fairly flew through the locks, and we were soon mooring up at Coole Pilate. Our plan actually had us at Audlem, but we like it here and Adrian has a call to do and we know the signal is good. There was only one other boat here. Just after we moored, there was some heavy rain, but during the afternoon the sun has been out and it’s been much better than expected. I’ve done a bit of baking, and Adrian had been doing some of his charity duties.
6 miles, 2 locks.
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