Setting off from our Hartshill mooring we are soon into the Atherstone flight of eleven locks. The good people of Atherstone are a tidy bunch, the area is tidy, litter and dog poo free, the verges are kept neat and we could tell the Uncle Albert look alike volunteer locky was very proud of the flight. Sue is in her element laughing and joking with other crew members with lock handles in their hands
The morning was overcast with intermittent bouts of drizzle from the grey sky but this doesn't detract from the beauty of our passage through the landscape. Passing Narrowcraft's wet dock we see a splendid boat in a new coat (probably a few coats) of paint. We have moored for the night two miles shy of the village of Polesworth.
|Looking down part of the Atherstone flight|
|Uncle Albert looks on as Sue shares a joke another lock wheeler.|
|Leaving lock 6 under Kings Head Bridge.|
|Medieval Abbey Gatehouse|