The Middlewich for me is a take it or leave it canal, but Lynne loves it. Large field after large field full of Frieshan cows does nothing for me, but at least there is plenty of mooring if you don't mind the smell.
The weather veered between very warm in the sun to very cool in the shade. At a very hectic Middlewich canal crossways we escaped along the Trent and Mersey heading for the Chesire Plain 250
feet up through 26 locks. We finally moored near Wheelock.
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