Yesterday morning we did what we came for – the Pontcysyllte Aqueduct! Rog doesn’t like heights so we agreed that he would go inside the boat and I would drive us across. It was a bit scary, but not too bad, and there was no wind so I managed just fine. We refuelled at the Anglo Welsh yard at Trevor and then continued on to Llangollen, through stunning scenery and very shallow and narrow parts, but it was well worth the struggle – we seemed to come to a standstill sometimes.
This morning, Karen, Ian and I made the two mile walk to Horseshoe Falls and back – I was a little disappointed as I expected something a little more spectacular, but, to be honest, we saw larger and more impressive weirs on the Thames last year.
This afternoon we were treated to some free entertainment when a party of local school children arrived in the basin on a rafting exercise – they had spent the early part of the week with some outward-bound university students receiving instruction on how to build a raft. It was hilarious – one of the rafts was really well constructed and floated well, but too many pupils capsized it as soon as it was put in the water – the other raft was a disaster, but at least floated. A great deal of fun was had by all, and they went away very wet, but very happy at about 3 o’clock.