I know we said yesterday that we were moving on today regardless of the weather, but we didn’t expect it to be this wet! By the time I had worked the two Cape Locks in Warwick, we were drenched to the skin. Rog had the big brolly up on the back of the boat, but it didn’t make a lot of difference. When I had finished the locks I went inside to dry off, so didn’t see any of the passage through Warwick, and Rog braved the pouring rain as far as Tesco’s. By the time we got there the rain had eased off a bit, and stopped when we got back with the shopping. We continued on through the arse-end of Leamington to find somewhere out in the country to moor. I also didn’t see any of Leamington because I was trying to find a home for our mammoth shop. We are now moored just near the village of Radford Semele, the sun is shining, but the wind is howling a gale. We have been kept entertained by watching the hire boat crews panicking and ending up all over the canal.
4.6 miles and 2 locks