|The floral displays at Stone|
After our disturbed night we didn’t wake up until 8.45am! It was quite overcast and heavy showers were forecast. We went down the four locks into Stone and pulled over so that we could visit the town. I follow a blog by Ellie and Mick on Parisien Star and have been intrigued by Stone as they moored at Aston Marina over the winter and were always blogging about their visits there. We left the boat in sunshine fortunately with an umbrella as the heavens opened as we reached the town. We had to shelter for what seemed ages before finding a coffee shop where we could sit outside. I made a brief visit to the Co-op and a bakery and then we walked back to the boat. The town is very nice with mostly independent shops but also a couple of smaller branches of bigger chains. But the most amazing thing about Stone are its floral displays – I just couldn’t stop taking photos and am going to bore my readers with some! Mick and Ellie are missing the displays as they are out cruising for the summer L
|More from Stone|
We had moored by a park and found this lovely mosaic beside the canal. I can’t seem to find anything about it on the internet which is a shame.
|The mosaic by the canal|
We moved on hoping to get to Great Hayward for the night. Last night I really didn’t feel like cooking after quite a hectic day, so today I cooked dinner while we were under way – it was a nice feeling knowing that I only had the potatoes to do later.
Muffin fell in the canal again! Richard was walking him along the towpath while I was steering. Muffin suddenly decided he had had enough and I could see that he was thinking about jumping back on the boat from the towpath. The boat was not within his jumping range – well I could see that but he obviously couldn’t and missed. This is the second time he has tried to jump when I’m going along and missed – you would have thought he would have learned his lesson last time. But the funniest part was that he just kept swimming after the boat instead of making for the bank. I had put the boat into neutral but, of course, was still drifting forward. He finally gave up and made his way to the bank where Richard pulled him out. Fortunately it was a very warm and sunny afternoon so Muffin soon dried off.
|Cows waiting for the rain|
We moored up just south of Great Haywood Junction
Meaford Bottom Lock to Great Haywood Junction10.46 miles