Some days the wind was stronger and more biting than others. But for nearly every one of the fourteen days of our recent cruise round the Leicester Ring the force was with - or, rather, against - us.
This little shelter at Hunt's Lock, near Fradley Junction, seems to have been blown over by it.
I had my own battle with the wind when trying to get back into the mooring at Wigram's Turn at the end of the cruise. I'll write about that later.
Repaint Finished - Today Albert left the dock at High House Wharf. Colin and I spent the afternoon fitting the the fenders, reinstating paraphernalia such as the planks and t...
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