Cow abstract.we moored in a cutting.
We tackled the Audlem flight yesterday. 17 sets of locks raising the canal, and us, over 100 feet.
By the last few we were actually operating 2sets at the same time, such efficiency. Unfortunately the whole exercise was undertaken without assistance as there was only one-way traffic,although all locks were in "our favour", so whilst Lynne was exiting one lock I was already at the next opening the gates for her to drive straight in, which speeded things up considerably. We were both exhausted when we finally moored-up around 17.30 but there seemed to be no pubs/restaurants in the area. Getting to one involved walking back past the locks, which took ten minutes as opposed to the five hours on the boat.The Audlem Fly decided they were not "doing food", although the signs outside clearly stated they were.The Bridge said it was getting late to order food but took pity on us and offered a full menu. Luckily we skipped a starter and ordered main courses only. The food was good but when we went to order desserts we were told the kitchen had closed ! We returned to the boat, collapsed into bed and slept like logs (do logs sleep?)
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