A double dose and the weather's turned out nice again.

Two blogs worth tonight, last night we moored in the sticks and there was no interwebby and although we're in the sticks again tonight there is some if I go outside.
From Stourport we managed to get as far as Dunsley Hall just short of Dunsley Tunnel. Found a quiet little spot where you can listen to nature in all her glory.
In between we passed through some really picturesque villages and countryside and even Kidderminster is good.
Debdale Lock is a bit unusual in that it has a hole cut in the rock and inside there is an empty room hewn out of the sandstone.
Speeding on (metaphorically speaking), we cruise through Cookley and Kinver, both pleasantly rural before reaching our destination.
The following morning greats us with a lovely dawn chorus, but during the night we were woken by an owl screeching loudly very close to the boat - spooky. We could hear some splashing going on and in the bushes close to the waterline the occasional tail and find would break the surface.

It's a lovely morning.

Now why Dunsley Tunnel is called a tunnel I'm not sure as it's only 25 yards long, I've been under wider bridges.
I've taken quite a few photos today and as a picture paints a thousand words, I'll let them tell the story.

We're falling further and further behind schedule and it looks like the Four Counties Ring is off, so we have a choice of two there and back journeys, either up the Trent and Mersey Canal or the Shropshire Union. I think I know which we'll choose.
Wait and see tomorrow.