Never trust the weather forecast! BBC showed light rain 30 – 50%, and getting worse as the day progressed. We decided to set off in good time, and had rain (quite heavy at times) most of the way to our mooring. We retraced our steps along the Leek arm with some challenging bends, bridges and boats moored in far from ideal places.
Toby had made another loaf of bread, the wafts of it cooking reached me at the stern and made me quite hungry.

Toby even pulled out the red Musto coat to keep him warm and dry.
We stopped at Endon to fill up with water and drop off some rubbish. We decided against walking to the shop to purchase pump out cards due to the weather. We refueled ourselves on sticky date balls and flapjacks before heading off.

All five locks were set for us, as a number of hire boats were heading to Froghall, all five were done in 45 mins. We had a little chuckle to ourselves at a hireboat trying to moor using the bow line and wondering why the stern was kicking out (and a nicely coiled centre line sitting on the roof), we were too far away to offer any advice.
Toby thought there was something wrong when we went in to reverse, so once moored up, he went down to hatch to find a length of rope twisted on the rudder, his handy pen knife to the rescue and all sorted. A quick fuel check using the custom made dipstick from Peter, and still two thirds with 34 gallons.
We’re cooking and eating mainly on board this holiday, with only one meal out so far. I’ve set myself a challenge to lose a stone while I’m away (otherwise I’d be at least a stone heavier with all the cakes and ice cream). Tonight’s dinner was mustardy pork with apples, rice and vegetables























