Didn't it just, especially along the three mile long stretch of moored boats, it was whipping up into breaking waves on the water. The farmer who owns that length of land alongside the cut must be rolling in it, hundreds upon hundreds of moored boats.
We made it to Christleton, managed to wind and moored at the Cheshire Cat. Yes we did go in and had a nice meal. Gammon egg and chips, but they had just sold the last two Wagyu Beef Burgers, our first choice.
It was just too windy to use the camera today, had to concentrate hard and I nearly got blown off the counter by a sudden gust.
What a contrast to yesterday, and tomorrow is forecast to be back to light winds again. We'll see.
Stumbling upon stations
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