No mist this morning, although it was a bit chilly. We’re so used to swing bridges and locks throughout the day, it was some relief to have the first few hours just cruising.

Foulridge tunnel is one way and we hit the traffic lights on red.  We made good use of the time cleaning one side of the boat.

We then hit Barrowford locks which is a flight of seven, I offered to steer (in the hope it would get Toby off my case about steering – epic fail as he now wants me to do it all the time!).  Walkie talkie batteries died which wasn’t great timing and the locks were leaky and short so I was nervous and the air turned blue a couple of times.  Toby did OK with the locking, although room for improvement on the multitasking…he needs a bit more meat on his bum to push the gates too!

We continued through Burnley, and we’re moored in a little village called Hapton. Quite an early finish for us at 4pm, bag of maltesers already eaten and pie for tea, yummy