After suffering through yesterday's weather today dawned bright with a stiff breeze so it was time to move on. Not having shopped for over a week we were running short of some essentials so it was off to Congleton.
As you approach Congleton you come across the first of the Macc. "snake" bridges.
The forty-eight hour moorings are opposite the old wharf,
After a quick cuppa we grabbed the shopping trolley and headed for the fleshpots,
It takes a bit more than ten minutes getting back to the boat, dragging a shopping trolley that weighs a ton up a hill that has doubled in length and gradient since you tripped merrily down it. I've noticed this strange phenomenom on other hills.
Watch this space.............