Cold and drizzly this morning when we set off. Only had 4 locks of the Audlem flight to do and whilst Ian walked on to set the next lock, Dennis and Margaret saw me through the first.
|Icing bringing up the rear.|
Hurleston Junction the start of the Llangollen was as busy as ever. No volunteer Lockie on duty so we were pretty much left to our own devices. A butty had been bow hauled up the flight to drop coal at the top and then bow hauled back down. Because of the nature of the first lock with the sides slightly less wide than a conventional lock meant that boats slightly too wide or travelling with fenders down were liable to get stuck and the buttys motor was a tad too wide to fit.
The pound between the second and third lock was ridiculously low. So much so that the ascending boat in front got stuck on the cill and water had to be let down to free him. I feared for FS and Icing but luckily they got through...just.
At the top, we stopped for water. No chance of doing the loo as the facilities were out of order. Here a hire boat was waiting for an engineer. Turns out the hire boat was one of the 'new look' Anglo Welsh boats, blue instead of green. They were a tad disappointed that they had no internet and the fact that the TV didn't work. All the TV needed to be was a retune and the internet switch turned on so in comes Ian who shows them how. Common sense was all that was needed really. But they were also worried about how long it was taking the engineer to arrive. Asking what the problem was turned out they had caught the rudder on the cill and knocked the tiller out of the cup!
|Top of Hurleston flight.|
And on route,
|Fabulous wooden horse.|