We don’t usually move on a Sunday, but as our time was up we had to. Of course just around the corner we came across the inevitable, about fifteen fishermen. Some didn’t make eye contact and some grunted a greeting. However one managed a smile, gave us the thumbs up and congratulated us on on our slow speed down the centre of the canal. Doing this does not stir up the mud where they were fishing over on the far side. We continued along to moor in a good spot just past Bridge 86 next to the restored railings. You can just see Oakfield on her mooring with Mow Cop on the top of the hill in the distance.
In the afternoon I walked across the field paths to Little Morton Hall which was just under a mile away. They were celebrating Michaelmas with a Mop Fair set in Tudor times which was when the hall was built. There must have been many skilled carpenters employed to construct such a huge group of timber framed buildings as these. The black and white patterns and the ‘wonkiness’ all adds to it’s interesting character which is surrounded by a moat. Walking south down the towpath I passed the impressive Ramsdell Hall with it’s pretty rock garden and vast lawn bordering the canal.