Bridge 55 Goldstone

Our visit to The Anchor Inn was an eye opener to say the least. It is like sitting in someones front room, in fact you are. Beer out of a jug, cider from a flagon very oldie worldie and this is the charm of the pub. There were 8 of us there and the room was full, talk generally was about motor bikes and boats Paul ended up having 3 and a half pints so another disturbed night with numerous trips to the loo will this man ever learn?
Left about 10 this morning in a blustery wind, just our luck to be following a day hire boat from Norbury Junction, to say he was having a problem coping with the wind was an understatement in fact at one point he was going down the canal crab like. Still it gave us something to smile about. We decided to moor at bridge 55 Goldstone just in case we couldn't get in at the bottom of the locks. Needless to say day boat decided to moor up in front of us so we held back while he sorted himself out. He jumped onto the tow path tied up the back of the boat by which time the front was across the canal blocking our way, quick toot and there was panic poor chap was trying to get the front in while the back was tied up in the end he untied the back and just swung the whole thing round, his kids thought it was very funny. Good job there was nothing coming the other way. Still we are settled for the night now, it is still windy but sunny. Storm never materialised last night plenty of rain though. Need to get to Market Drayton for the bank and a bit of shopping, hopefully this will be tomorrow.