A chilly cruise.....

..... and more moored boats than you want to see on a cold day!

We cast off yesterday at about 9:30, the water level at our mooring had dropped slightly and it required a little bit of pushing and shoving to free ourselves from the silt before we could move away and head past the entrance to Tattenhall Marina.

As we came up to bridge 114 the longest line of moored boats I have ever encountered came in to view, not that I knew that to begin with, but they went on and on, they must have been continuous for over a mile, and passing them all at tick over seemed to take an age not helped by the fact that it was definitely chillier than I had dressed for, but it was lovely and bright.

Moored boats as far as the eye could see.

Once finally clear of them it was open country for a couple of miles.

This conversion job was obviously still a work in progress.

We had a choice of two mooring stops in mind; around Egg Bridge was the first, that’s the Village name as well as the name of bridge 119, there was a small group of anglers taking up the available moorings before the bridge and the spots after the bridge did not look too inviting so we carried on, it did look like a ice little area though with some attractive canal-side property.

Our second choice for a strop was at the village of Christleton, two visitor mooring choices were shown in my guide and I had relayed that information to Rod who was leading.

The first option was passed as it was a bit shady

First option area.

We took the second option, although it wasn’t on the visitor ‘moorings’, there was a line of mooring rings, just enough for one boat, right outside a pub and with the car park alongside exposing a gap through to a very noisy main road, so we stopped before it.