Saturday (21st) was spent in Stone and was a big day for me. For nearly two years I've been promising myself that I'd get my hair cut but had no idea how or where. I've used the Midland based Francesco group of hairdressers way back in the distant past and remember always being pleased with the outcome. In my opinion a lot of hairdressers these days are not comfortable or experienced at cutting curly/wavy hair on a not so young lady, so I needed someone I could trust. I made myself an appointment and very nervously on Saturday morning went into the salon. Louise the salon owner couldn't have been more understanding about what it was I wanted/needed to have done and I was thrilled at the outcome.
The New Me!
Later in the afternoon my brother Alan, sister-in-law Marg and niece Lisa came to visit and over tea and cake we had a very pleasant time catching up.
8 o'clock this morning (Sunday) we pulled the pins in Stone and headed for the winding hole ...
where George pointed WaL's nose into the hole to turn the boat around ... not easy with a seventy footer!
What a Lark was then reversed up to the water point to fill the tank ...
and we were off ...
From the look of Astron I thought that it would have been on the Historic Boat Club register ... but apparently not.
First lock of the day and first downstream lock for well over five years for me at Aston. Most locks on the canals are 72(ish) feet long so I take great care to keep WaL away from the cill.
Lots of cattle enjoying the view and the sunshine today
and sheep chatting to each other about the boats that approach and depart from under their bridge
George has been doing some tiller work today so that I could put a couple of wash loads through and even take some pictures!
The Trent and Mersey Canal ...
was busy today.
Flute Meadow Bridge as we pass through Burston. We were last here on Rock 'n' Roll in April 2012
Geoff is seeing Margaret on Seyella down Sandon Lock in the photo above; there are also boats waiting to come up and two in front of us also waiting to go down ... it could be a long wait!
A strong by-wash to contend with as I bring WaL out of the lock
By 12:30 we were moored up behind Seyella near the Saracens Head where the ducks and geese were starting what sounded like WWIII!
Not a bad place to moor for the night ... onwards and downwards again tomorrow morning.