After the locks the scenery changes to lush gentle rolling hills, I expect to bump into Frodo and Bilbo Baggins as they walk the towpath to their Shire.
We stopped at Market Drayton for provisions, the town is a bit of a hike from the towpath, well signposted through a modern well kept housing estate. The town is a bit disappointing it doesn't seem to have a centre, a few of the shops are boarded up and the hotel appears deserted. On the bright side it has an ASDA, supplies bought we are on our merry way again.
We made a stop at Tyrley Wharf to fill the water tank and dumpages. Here we met 6 jolly men from Castletown flying the IOM flag from a window aboard their hire boat. Of course they all know my mate Clarky.
Onwards again through Woodseaves Cutting, here the canal was hewn out of solid rock by the pickaxes and shovels of the navvies of the day.
Moored opposite the Wharf Tavern at Goldstone Wharf which we will visit later after Sue has made a Shepherds Pie..................................................... I was so full after the pie we gave the pub a miss.
|Someones sense of humour.|
|Hewn from rock|