from Jack Mytton to Blake Mere

A dash had to be made to Jack Myttens, last night, as the rain that had started as we moored in the early afternoon never let up. We were the only ones dining at 6pm and the first in the pub. There was a chill about the place but the fire had been lit in the snug area and once the waitress knew we were dining, lit the fire in the dinning room just for us. We were made very welcome and it wasn't long before our order was taken and the delicious food put in front of us. After the meal, it was another dash back to the boat and after a glass of wine ( or two or three ) departed for bed.

This morning we woke to more rain but we had packed our waterproofs and after getting kitted up. set of around 9 am. On route I spied the first of the lambs this year. One was bleating frantically and running up and down by the gate at the bridge. I must assume that mum was on the other side somewhere.

The lamb suddenly saw the boat approach

I think he was intrigued by our boat

 We had a wet but uneventful journey to Ellesmere, watered up at the facilities, and then set off for our final destination for the day. Ellesmere tunnel loomed in front of us and as our passage ahead was clear, made our way toward the exit. Then suddenly, and just as we were yards from the end,  another boat appeared and proceeded to enter the tunnel. As he saw us panic set in judging by the amount of smoke billowing from his engine as he put it into hard reverse.  By now we were also in reverse and with more luck then judgement just about avoided a collision. The chap at the helm of Orchid was ever so apologetic but we just laughed it off as one of those canal moments that always happen at bridges, blind bends and tunnels.

You can see the smoke of his engine as he went into reverse

Not quite touched but it was close.

There was loads of moorings available at Blake Mere and so we decided to wind first, moor and then settle down for the day. By now both of us felt like drowned rats so instead of returning to Blake Mere we stopped at Colemere with the hope of walking round the lake if the rain stopped. After lunch we noticed that the rain had turned into more of a light drizzle so armed with walking boots,  waterproofs, Jade and camera we set off for the hike round the lake.

Trees uprooted

Colemere Lake

Grebes

Is this an eagle owl I see???

Yes,  but only a statue of one!

Ducks rest

I have no idea what duck these are. 

 

Tonight's lovely peaceful mooring.