|The Brierley Hop Inn where we had bad service and equally bad food.
|Leaving the moorings for todays cruise
|Delph Top lock under the busy main road
|You can just see the loops in the bridge above the lock gates
|First one done, 8 more in this flight to do.
|Waiting below top lock whilst Chris reset the next lock for us
|The prospect of all these being against us did not fill us with joy
|Beams in this state did not help
|Locks against us as far as we could see.
|Steve and his companion, sadly we did not get her name but thanks to you both.
|This bridge was so tight they have marked where to line up as you go through
|The fishermen here are really freindlly
|This gent to the left of frame had followed us down the locks and remained with us for the next four miles on and off.
|Leys Junction is lined with graffitted walls hiding some industrial units.
|Having helped Chris open the paddles I returned to AmyJo
|Chris waits for the top lock to fill whilst our walker passes by again.
|The locks in this flight have large wide pounds to conserve water.
|In the foreground the walkway over the lock gate can be seen and is typical round here. The curve bar is a hand rail!
|This boater had found a lovely spot to rest and chill out fishing.
|Empting the lock AmyJo sits in
|The closeness of the two lock is evident here as is the relief on Chris's face.
|Safely through and into the next pound.
|AmyJo waits whilst I get to grips with the weed hatch
|The locks are quite pictureesque here
|Glass factory moorings are big enough for just one boat
|The bottle kiln now houses demonstrations of glass blowing.
|Not sure if these are part of the factory or juct an office block
|My arty photo for today
|Riding the turbulance
|Safely out of harms way. Off to the left is the route to Stourbridge.
|Whilst parents and instructor look on
|Narrow and reedy with over hanging trees
|Sad end to a work boat near the locks, I hate to see them like this, so sad.