Beeston and Peckforton Castles

Couldn't resist a good explore around Beeston and Peckforton Castles with the day brightening as it went

 The 're-constructed' keep at the entrance to the grounds of Beeston Castle.

A one and a half hour walk over rolling countryside (avoiding the worst of the squidged together contours) brought us to a very pretty and upmarket pub with stunning views, The Pheasant at Higher Burwardsley.

Floyd  decided to launch himself into a muddy pond just before we reached  a 3 foot style with no route under or around it (bear in mind that this is 5+ stone of labrador who jumped across the lock the otherday) and declared that there was no way he could jump over it. Lesley pushed from behind - her dog, so I insisted she had the wettest and mudiest end - and I pulled from the front and eventually we hauled him over.

There are a lot of toilet jokes floating (or not floating) around at the moment.

When we returned to the boats, NB Enchantress turned up, so the eight of us sat outside and gassed until a combination of hypothermia and malnutrition set in. Lesley has been cutting down on her drinking.

So that'll be a convoy of 4 of us heading down into Chester on Monday morning.