We had a lady caller while we were moored at Chester - at first she thought we were someone else, and then started a sob story about being hit by her boyfriend, and needed money to get back to Ellesmere Port. She was trying it on with my Dad, but I've heard it all before, and got up and told her so. So just remember if you get a similar sob story here or elsewhere.
We left Chester in the morning just as another boat was coming along, and we shared the locks up to the long pound. We overtook a couple of boats on the pound, and thankfully one of the slower boats pulled in before the locks. We shared them with another boat through that first lock, but they were stopping at the boatyard, so we went up the Iron Lock on our own - as you should... We were alone all the rest of the way up the locks, and soon found ourselfs at the top. We stopped in Nantwich at 6pm. -- Michael Askin http://shoestring_DOT_zapto_DOT_org/
