Back on the M1

Well that's what it felt like getting back on the Llangollen after 4 days on the Monty. We had dinner the night before at the Queens Head which is in Queens Head, very very nice.
When we got going I did a few of the locks single handed, to hone my skills in case er-indoors gets crook, not sure what happens if I get crook? It went quite well, but then again the Monty is a good place to practice.

 

 

Pic of the boys because they look cute aaahhhhhhh

 

Buzzed by the helicopter again, by the time we get the camera ready he is climbing away rapidly, there must be a navy training place around here somewhere. 

Bombo getting bored, Elaine jumped off and walked them for a few miles that soon settled them.

We met this bunch on a hire boat in front of us, there were 12 of them, they seemed like some sort of cult, they were certainly away with the fairies thats for sure.

The leader, (bloke with no shirt on) had a garland of flowers around his head, they were harmless, but very self absorbed, a poor old chap came down the locks on his own, plus he had a very dodgy leg, not one of them helped him apart from when he dropped his walking stick they threw it back on the boat!  

We helped the old boy down, Elaine also helped some New Yorkers on their first lock, this is the same girl that 4 months ago said "I dont think I will be able to work out the locks" She in now Lock Queen! She spends more time helping other people.....but then again she is like that with everything.   

We passed through Ellesmere, it was pretty quiet.   

Passed many geese at one of the meres. 

We moored for the night near Bettisfield, no where near a pub for a change!