The Folly Inn was quite busy when we went in for a couple of their delicious pies for lunch. They were so filling, that there was no room for any pudding unfortunately! Early morning start for us the next day as the lock in front had drained overnight so we cruised straight in. There are several friendly volunteer lock-keepers whom we had spoken to over our 48hr stay. We met one who was litter picking the towpath and he said it was mostly dog poo in bags chucked into the hedgerow, not nice as it was a very smelly job. He helped us with a couple of locks, then we went on to moor just below the Engine Arm where nb Inca joined us and Gary and Carolyn came aboard for drinks.
It was great to see the fields en-route full of Water Buffalo, Sheep, with a few Horses and Donkeys near the top lock. There also seems to be plenty of squawking Crows, squabbling among themselves in their treetop nests nearly everywhere we go.