…and even some daffodils! Welsh ones, of course.
I spent half an hour this morning slicing some rounds off the end of that felled tree that we’d moored alongside yesterday. I would have taken more, but we’d arranged to meet the Chamberlains for fuel later on in the morning, and we had an hour to cruise before arriving at the rendezvous.
It was a gentle hour, through Whitehouse Tunnel first, then past Chirk Marina, through the cutting and Chirk Tunnel, and over Chirk Aqueduct. It was a bit clearer than when we did the same trip a fortnight ago…
The Kronospan factory chimneys were smoking well this morning.
The site produces chipboard and MDF, and gets through a lot of timber. The process produces lots of dust, a hazard that has caused several fires over recent years, the latest just last September. Thankfully they’ve only caused material damage, no injuries.
Chirk Cutting
The sun was streaming into the southern end of the tunnel…
Looking back across Chirk Aqueduct
We met Richard and Ruth as planned at Monks Bridge, then moved on around the corner to moor at The Poachers for the weekend. It looks like it’s going to be mild, but a bit wet and windy. Never mind.
Locks 0, miles 3
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