But the canal was too tame for Penkridgians, who were hosting a big dirt racing event which cast noise and acrid exhaust over the canal and ensured that no moorers lingered the vicinity. It was no better at Shugbrough where Jules Holland was performing with Alison Moyet (remember her?) and the towpath was lined with boaters out to bag a free concert. I can't say I blame them and may do the same thing another time.
Great Haywood Junction
I think this was a record first day, passing through Rugely and finally stopping just short of Kings Bromley Wharf. We moored on a reedy stretch but the day had one last twist to throw at us. Just as we were settling down to bed the canal released the most enormous belch of gas which burst up beneath our base plate and then bubbled round the sides. I have never witnessed anything like it before - very scary on a still and inky black night.
The Captan and Wand'ring Bark