Onwards to Gailey

With a mighty effort of self control, I'm not going to say "gaily on to Gailey".

Drat….

/blush

We had another night of being checked up on by Sally, ending up with her on the bed by half five. Much to her disgust, we didn't have a long lie in this time, and by eight were getting underway. Sheila walked Sal for the first two locks, Penkridge and Filance, and then they rode to Otherton.

We tried leaving her in the well deck for that lock, but she got very distressed at being on her own at the front of the boat in such a deep lock, so Sheila walked her for the remainder of the climb to Gailey. There was loads of room on the towpath below Gailey Lock; we've stopped well back, as boats on the visitor moorings tend to be washed about quite a bit.

Traffic has been steady rather than heavy, with a fair number of hire boats about.

We've spent this afternoon working on more quiz items; can't give any clues about the other rounds now, there's people out there who'd start researching famous embankments the moment I mentioned them.

Drat!!
/omg

We're waiting for Elanor to come and collect Sally. She (the dog, that is) is getting very good about working locks; Sheila has been training her to sit whilst paddles are wound, and she potters to and fro over lock gates with much less anxiety than she did. Indeed, she's developing a habit of stopping half way across a top gate and having a look round, as she does on the dog walk at agility.

The answer to yesterday's spare quiz photo was the spout of the wash basin tap; well done davidss.

Here's another spare (note well, these will not appear in the quiz):

Might be trickier?