Demolished

As promised, and a day later than originally planned, we moved on up the Middlewich Branch today. It was tempting to stop on the 48 hour moorings with the superb views over Winsford Top Flash but we pushed on to Barbridge, where we tied up on the pub moorings (The Barbridge Inn). We treated ourselves to a meal in the pub; slightly on the pricey side, but very good food. One black mark for trying to overcharge me by a pound, but it was all sorted with apologies from them.

The Jolly Tar, where we have eaten in the past, seems to have been demolished. All that remains is the pub sign on its pole.

This is Minshull Lock towering above us, where we joined a queue of two. At Stanthorne Lock we were fourth in line. (At Cholmondeston Lock (pron. Chumston?) we went straight in.)

Approaching Barbridge Junction we saw a small flock of what looked like swallows on a cabin cruiser. Fledglings, perhaps.

Onto the LLangollen Canal tomorrow. Wales, here we come!