Last nights moorings were lovely and peaceful until just after 6 pm when there was a right racket coming up the river, I thought it must be a party boat, but when it came into view it was just a single rowing boat with the coach shouting her heart out through a loudhailer. You can here her just talking to them after they stopped across the river from us, she is less than 20 feet from them but still needed her loudhailer to speak with them.
This morning I rang the Dutton Lock keeper at 9-30 to get his locking times, 11 am would be the next so we set off in his direction eating breakfast on the way. I think the longest train I have ever seen crossed Dutton viaduct just after we had gone through loaded with cars, I can't say how long it was as I didn't see the engine, but it just kept coming and coming.
There were already 2 boats waiting at the lock, one of them I knew from the internet and by the time the lock was ready there were 4 of us going up. I was told that the Daniel Adamson also damaged the top gate on this lock at some point but I can't confirm that.
This actually worked in of favour at Saltersford lock as we should have waited there for over a hour and a quarter for the next locking, but when the tug arrived with the empty hopper we were all allowed to lock up with it.
A short way above Saltersford lock there is a weir and as you can see the level is about 100 mm from the top of it today, this is due to the dry weather which is the reason for the lock time restrictions.
We carried on to moor in Northwich for the night, just past the Town Bridge in Northwich its self.