Instead of setting off on the Thursday like we had originally planned, we got down to the moorings on the Friday morning instead. After getting the supplies and coal loaded onto the boat we went up to the water point to fill up and then shortly afterwards we set of. At Dunham, I spotted my Uncle’s boat, Stirling, tied up near The Swan pub. We pulled up, and, as nobody was about on the boat we had a stroll down to the pub instead, but he wasn’t their either. After a quick phone call we found out he was in Manchester at the time. We pulled pins again and went straight through to Grappenhall where we had planned to stop for the night. After some grub, we had a walk into the village and went into both the Parr Arms and the Ramm’s Head pubs simply because we couldn’t choose between the two!