At several locks, a few feet behind the bottom gates there were the remains of what look like collar fixings for former gates.
The worst stretch was through Rochdale, with rubbish swirling in the locks and lurking in the cut.
Above Lock 50, the closest one to Rochdale Station, was this pound where the navigable channel was obvious.
Perhaps there'll be another deluge. We sheltered under a convenient road bridge during today's thunderstorm (thank you, Bridge 58). Again, we held no other boats up. After 20 minutes the rain had passed and we continued in sunshine. My coat dried quickly.
Tomorrow, then, we'll have been over the top and will have started our descent from Lancashire into Yorkshire. I expect there'll be a county boundary
We have had it easy on the Rochdale so far: nearly every lock has been in our favour. Today I had to turn just one, where obviously the bottom gates and paddles didn't leak enough. I wonder if going downhill we'll suddenly find the locks against us.
Oh - the title. Good value rubbish? Yes, you get a lot to the pound. (Groan!)