The wind was just too strong and we only made it as far as Sawley Cut. We'd intended mooring up for water and then carrying on, but other boats who'd also had that idea found that they couldn't get off the quay when they were finished and had to stay put and sit it out. There was only one spot left before the house-boats and lock and luckily it was just our size. The wind blew us sideways straight into the made-to-measure slot and kept us there all afternoon. Just after we moored up the heavens opened and we had a torrential downpour, so filling up with water had to wait until later. As suddenly as it started, the rain stopped and the sun came out. The wind carried on blowing a gale and banging the boat against the underwater ledge that runs along the quay but after hanging 5 big fat fenders down between the hull and the quay we finally managed to stop the banging much to the relief of Chico who was convinced a monster was coming to get him.
The gale carried on all night but seems to be dying down now, hopefully we'll be able to carry on later.
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