Getting away before 9am the idea was we may as well get a few hours cruising in before the rain hit big time. Wrong...as we pulled pins so came the drizzle. Oh well, lets get past the river section and then moor. Stopped briefly at the Lime Kilns at Consall Forge. Completly different now to when we were last here. To see how they were back in 2011 click here.
|Cruising past the station at Consall before arriving at the Lime Kilns|
|Another of those challenging bridge holes.|
By the time we made it to the Cheddleton Locks the rain had turned to mizzle. I had just started FS on her ascent and, smack my hand for not noticing, I suddenly realised the water was disappearing fast from the pound. Cricky...I dropped the paddle quick and Ian clambered up the ladder to have a look. He then took charge, walked to the next lock and opened the paddles, top and bottom, to refill the pound.
I must say the fish was pleased to get the water back. Watched them leaping in relief!
The rain eased for a while so we continued instead of stopping at the Cheddleton Flint Mill. No sooner had we passed the lovely long length of mooring rings and we could have kicked ourselves for not stopping. It poured down for a good 15 minutes by which time Ian was soaked. I did the dutiful wife thing and went below keeping out of his way!
By the time we reached the Hollybush pub below Hazlehurst Locks, Ian mentioned eating out tonight. Jumped at the chance and the meat which had been taken out of the freezer went into the fridge for tomorrow. The rain stopped and stayed away. Typical as we could have carried on after all.
And still loads of Pheasants about.