Well I'm chuggered.

Well almost; we were strolling along the unnavigable section of the Llangollen Canal, minding our own business, when we were accosted by a CaRT beggar this morning. Firstly claiming he wasn't chugging and saying we have nothing to fear from him, he then immediately went into his schpiele about how we could sign up to whatever it was he was selling, which was going to cost us money. Now if that ain't chugging I don't know what is. Needless to say, we declined his kind offer.

Nearly all the boats in the moorings have left, some as early as 07:00. At the time of writing this (16:30) it still hasn't filled up again. It's now very quiet here.

This was taken at around 10:00 this morning.

I remember the first time we visited Horseshoe Falls I was expecting some height with water cascading from above. I was a little disappointed but the scenery there and on the way made up for it.

I see this time the Winter debris hasn't been cleared, and probably won't be. There's a dead sheep hanging on the weir, just thinking this water feeds into Hurleston Reservoir and is piped to Crewe!

The weir was built to dam the river and provide a supply of water for the canal and Hurleston Reservoir. There is an adjustable weir in the building which controls the flow of the water and nowadays a compressor pumping air into the water to oxygenate it.

Loads of rubbish trapped behind the weir.

On the way back we followed the public footpath through the Chain Bridge Hotel grounds and over the River Dee via the Chain Bridge and then under the railway line and up onto Berwyn Station platform where we waited for the train to take us back to Llangollen.

Back in Llangollen.

We did some shopping in the town and bought some provisions, eggs, beer, crisps, beer, bread rolls, oh! and some beer.

There was a baker's selling Oggies, just had to partake, it was delicious.