Cholmondeston geese in the mist, it was a mite thick as we prepared to leave, not sorry to see the back of the geese who were honking at all hours. Apart from that it was a lovely quiet mooring.
Well I don't know what they put in the water round here but the lock was like a bubble bath.
Jill doesn't like steering when it's windy, or through double locks, so I've been bound to the back end for quite a while but today,
no wind and single locks so I blew the dust off the trusty windlass and set to with a will.
The Middlewich arm is beautiful but, being typical English farmland, it is difficult to take an interesting photo', but there are photogenic bits.
Church Minshull lock and cottage, if we didn't have the boat we could happily live there, a lovely spot.
It had the only stiff paddle I found, mind you we only did three locks. Must save the energy for later in the week when we tackle the Cheshire Locks.
Just past Aqueduct Marina a parliament of rooks were squabbling over the best nest sites in the rookery, a noisy lot, rooks.
Church Minshull was passed in the now thinning mist, one day we'll stop and explore. It looks idyllic.
The one picture that is de rigueur for all who transit the Middlewich arm, well it is a rather nice looking house. I just love the Dutch gables.
There are some lovely visitor moorings above the River Weaver and Winsford Top Flash. The only noise is the occasional whoosh of a passing train across the fields. I will put my hand up to having overstayed here on the odd instance, but in our defence it has only been at times of the year when the moorings are not in great demand.
One more lock and we arrived in Middlewich, another meeting with family. Jills this time.
Watch this space..........
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