|The front window raise on the pram hood helps with visibility when its raining|
|Clear massage through Chirk Tunnel but the rain was getting heavier by the minute|
|Waiting for a boat on the aqueduct to pass over.|
|Chris's view from inside.|
By the time we reached the Poacher's Pocket the rain had almost stopped.
|Pram hood in lowered mode for this bridge|
|Lovely canal side residence for sale.|
As it was getting on for 2:30pm we decided to call it a day and found the Jack Mytton moorings free so pulled in. The pub is now open so we booked a meal to try it out.
|AmyJo tucked in between the boats and the pub grounds on the left of the picket fence|
"Lets go for a walk" she said.
"The Narrow boat is not far" she said.
"Then you can have a pint" she said.
So of we set. Well after a mile and a half of the muddiest tow path in Wales we got to the Narrow Boat with wet feet, spitting feathers, to find...... it shut! Remind me not to agree to Chris's ideas in future :-)
|The closed Narrow boat. Usually open from 12:30 to 3Pm then 6pm in the evening. We got there at 4pm|
|Under new owners the Jack Mytton certainly did not disappoint|
Next morning we left about 10:30am and cruised in dry but still chilly weather. We passed Frankton junction and saw several boats waiting to go onto the Montgommery. We decided to give it a miss this time so we could spend more time at places on the way back.
|Waiting to lock down at Francton Junction|
|Mobile Laundrette Perhaps?|
Eventually with a full water tank we turned into the arm and was amazed to find it nearly empty. We picked a spot mid way down in front of a moored boat. Within the next 2 hours the arm filled up with boats so we got there at the right time.
We ate on board then went into town for a drink. Last time we were here there was a folk night in the White Hart and to our surprise we had picked the right night as being the first Sunday of the month the folk night was on. Needless to say we had a great night enjoying to great music.
|Winding at the end of the arm was tight due to boats moored right to the end.|
|There are a lot of old and interesting places in the town like this antique shop, even the shop is antique.|
|AmyJo moored in the arm and plenty of empty spaces for other boats to moor.|
|The going was a bit slippery in places|
On arrival at the mere useful maps gave the visitor clear directions of the walks around the area
|Numerous scupture can be found along the way shown by|
the red triangles
|Not paint work but the hull cut in such a way to represent ivy. Must have taken ages to cut this out.|
|Wicker bee should make a suitable bee nesting site|
|The Boat hose Cafe seen from the opposite bank of the Mere|
|Ellesemere Church can clearly be seen along the Mere|
We decided that as it was only 1pm we would wind and go to Blackwater marina for a pump out and diesel. We winded and was just leaving the arm when coal boat Mountbatten appeared. We hailed Jon and Hanna and quickly tied up for them to come alongside. Good timing or what!
|A heavily pregnant Hanna gives me the declaration form to fill in while Jon tops up AmyJo.|
By now the sun was strong and it became t-shirt weather. It was quite pleasant and we cruised to Ellesmere tunnel with the hood down and in the warmth for the rest of the day.
|Almost empty moorings at Ellesmere tunnel|
|All clear so good to proceed|
|Blake Mare. Where is everyone?|
|Just this one boat here so we pulled in.|
|Moored for the night|
|The view from the side doors|