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Ely

Ely

One of the nice things about Ely is that apart from the cathedral there is no building higher than three stories, so from the distance the first thing you see is this. From the wharf where we moored it’s a fifteen minute walk up steep streets to the cathedral. The morning was spent cruising the Great Ouse (pron OOZ), which sprawls fat and lazy across the fens. There were no currents, no locks, and the bridges are high enough that…

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How Now Brown Cow

How Now Brown Cow

Today was a hard slog up twenty two locks, with a flight of two, a flight of fifteen, and a flight of five. We have climbed from the Cheshire Plain to the Shropshire Plain, over a distance of about ten miles. These were all narrow locks with only room for one boat, and only a few inches clearance on each side. It took both Paula and I a few tries to get our precision steering chops back, especially as most…

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