Tuesday, 19 April 2016

Old Nag

A fine warm day for the first day cruising southward. We travelled ten miles and worked five locks to moor at Shugborough.



Leaving Aston lock.

Aggressive swan trying to tear down our flag.

I lost £1 betting on this old nag in the Grand National..


Moored at Shugborough..... the river Trent runs parallel with the canal here.


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