The weather was still bad today, but we were in a two day mooring, so set off first thing during a break in the rain. The wind was picking up, which made navigation difficult, but we made it through four more locks before it started to drizzle and we called it quits for the day. We are in the suburb of Birstall. This is the old part of town.

This house is decorated with butterflies and battle swans.

I’m not sure what this town is trying to tell us, except perhaps that they do a bad job of blending the old with the new.

The blackberry season started a few days ago, so you can wander along the towpath grazing. This was about a six days earlier than 2016, and there are still people who say there is no such thing as global warming.