This morning, after saying goodbye to Jill and Allen on "Rough Grazing", we carried on down to Ellesmere. There'd been lots of boats going past this morning, all heading up towards Llangollen and when we set off they were queuing 7 deep for the lock. I'm certainly glad we're heading the other way!
It's not much quieter in Ellesmere. There are plenty of boats out on the main line where we've moored and the arm was almost full when we walked into town.
We've been to the Red Lion for lunch. Their Sunday roast is still as good as it was 18 months ago and the pub was absolutely packed.
Having heard on the towpath telegraph about the beer festival at the White Hart, we called in for a drink after lunch and stayed to listen to the folk/jammin session.