
Lynn shot through for a run to Brewood (and to visit the church). Charlotte and I went for a walk along part (a very small part) of the Staffordshire Way.
After a brief encounter with the weed hatch we headed on around 10:30am. Our boat was reasonably manageable in the crosswinds apart from an incident with a group of surly and unhappy anglers, you'd have thought that having narrow boats come to and fro was something they'd have gotten used to? Apparently not. We had to go close to the bank to pass traffic coming the opposite direction and the wind pushed us onto the bank and their nets. We did apologise.

Fresh farm eggs purchased by the side of the canal for lunch were huge and delicious.
The wind remained strong all day but got colder and colder, more and more thermals needed to be worn but even so we got colder and colder. Eventually we stopped about 6pm and made it to a nearby pub, The Wharf, for a pint. The beer was good but the meals looked and smelled a bit fried food so back to the boat for barbecued pork chops. Excellent.