Bridge 43 to the Bottom of Bosley Locks.

Not a very long post today as we are on dial up speed........ speed is completely the wrong word to use in this case.

The rain came, the rain saw and the rain conquered.

These narrow locks are different yet again in that they have two sets of mitred gates instead of one set at the bottom and a single top gate.

Off we started down the Bosley flight of twelve locks when we picked up something around the propeller.
As it turned out I was very glad that we did this time.

While I was grovelling in the bilge I noticed a pile of grease balanced on top of the now quite hot exhaust pipe. This turned out to be from a split pipe on the stern tube greaser.
An hour later we were on our way again and thanking whoever it is that you have to thank when something like that happens.



The clouds gathered and gathered



until they looked like this, then they let it all go.

We moored as soon as we could but it was a little late as the warm dry feeling had worn off.




Until tomorrow................................