After prising the kids off the play area we set off down the minor road running along the River Weaver to Dutton Lock with Mister Twenty Questions (Wilson, that is) in full flow.
"Grandad?"
"What?"
Question.
And repeat ad nauseam!
There was plenty to keep them interested along the way with wildlife
sunken vessels
and a viaduct to climb on
What we didn't have was a toilet facility but, hey, no problem!
After heading back to the Leigh Arms they headed for home after a drink and another bout in the play area. We, on the other hand, headed up the road to the Holly Bush, a 16th century pub with restaurant and accommodation.
Whilst everything else has been well renovated the tap room was like stepping back in time, a snug little room, tiny hatch bar and glowing coal fire. Add to this the really friendly welcome from the locals and all was well with the world, even though we had a couple of miles of muddy towpath to contend with to get back to Lottie, again in the middle of nowhere.
She's in there somewhere!
So, with some eight miles under our belts we were glad that we had put a stew on the stovetop before we set out. Time to tuck in!
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