Wandering Aimlessly

Because that's what you do with narrowboats. You chug along pretty bits of waterway, turning at junctions when they look interesting, stopping for tea when you feel like it, and investigating anything that looks a bit interesting. 

Cheshire is a bit Mock Tudor for my taste, but that's just my inverse snobbery: when it looks like you're trying too hard, I instinctively think you're missing the point. 

The point is that we are here to have fun, and to rejoice in the beauty around us. And there's a lot of beauty in rural Cheshire (and the local beers.)

Tomorrow, the Anderton Lift and the River Weaver.