A stop for lunch and with the sun out we decided to tackle the flight down to Leitrim. It is so lovely. Three hours later, with the majority of the locks against us, we are moored and have take away fish and chips ordered from The Barge. Pub fish and chips. A new tradition after this flight...in either direction. It had been in my mind but a photo of same Tweeted by Crusing the Cut made it a certainty.
Harry paid us a visit ..LJ didn't seem to mind!
From here until we get back we will be in the tender hands of Lockies! Or will we?
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