From our mooring, we had a walk to Snugburys dairy farm where they sell their ice creams from a shop on the premises. It's about a mile hike across fields with a few stiles to climb and a six-bar gate as we went the wrong way at one point.
The farm creates a work of art each year out of straw, this year's sculpture celebrates 50 years of Dr Who.
Back at the boat we untied FL from the bank and set off. Pasture land as far as the eye can see is on both sides of the canal. Large herds of 100 or more cows to port and thoroughbred horses to starboard, heads bent low on muscular necks munching on the carpet of green grass.
We have moored at Wrenbury and had Sunday lunch in the
Dusty Miller the roast had all gone by our 03:30 arrival so Welsh black rib-eye steak and steakburgers were enjoyed with glasses of
Unicorn, Blonde and a Chardonnay for Wrinkles.
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| A locked gate wasn't going to come between Betty and ice cream |
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| Farm pig. |
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| Farm ice cream parlour |
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| Dalek |
Apparently, a local 'elf and safety' busy body wanted it torn down as it's a distraction to driver's on the nearby road..... shall we tear down Stonehenge too.... knob head.
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