The rain had gone, to start with at least. The wind was still with us,
but we weren't going to let that stop us one single day longer
but we weren't going to let that stop us one single day longer
We
descended the locks on the Thursday morning, under a blue sky...
It
was another butterfly day, and moths, mayflies and dragonflies
shared it
Oh,
and a terrapin!
The locals seemed harmless enough when
we moored at Ervin's Lock, South Wigston
we moored at Ervin's Lock, South Wigston
It seemed like a long day, with lots of locks in increasing
degrees of disrepair, neglected by all except graffiti scribblers
degrees of disrepair, neglected by all except graffiti scribblers
After lunch at Sileby Lock...
On
along the wide and wonderful river towards Barrow-on-Soar
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