Back to Gledrid for a trip to the Docs.

We headed back upstream yesterday, through two tunnels and over one aqueduct into England.
Not such a good idea to put a couple of logs on the fire just before we set off for Whitehouse Tunnel…


We had to pause at the entrance to allow a boat out coming the other way, just as well, he’d have struggled to see if we’d have been first!

By the time we’d got to Chirk Tunnel the fire had settled down somewhat, and we emerged into bright sunshine to cross the aqueduct and into England.

We pulled in outside The Poacher’s at Gledrid Bridge, handy for a taxi pick-up for us to go to Ellesmere for Mags’ doctor’s appointment today.

Another fine sunset.


The doctor wasn’t at all happy with the latest blood test results, in fact they are a little worse. He’s pretty sure that there’s a blockage again, preventing her gall bladder from draining properly. It needs dealing with so he’s referred Mags to Royal Shrewsbury Hospital’s Gastroenterology Clinic. It’s an urgent referral so we should hear in the next few days. Wait and see time.

Not wanting to stay outside the pub on New Year’s Eve we moved on a mile or so, tying up on the towpath away from any noise. We’ll stay here for a couple of days, then head back upstream again for a coal delivery at the weekend.

So, all the best for 2020, thanks for sharing another year of travels with us. We look forward to you joining us next year. Don’t get (too) drunk!

Locks 0, miles 3¾