For Australians and New Zealanders alike this is a day of great respect and remembrance for the thousands of service personnel who lost their lives in wars all over the world.
For both countries, we have not known the terrors of war on our doorstep in the way that the rest of the world has experienced and at this time of the year we remember all of those who left their country never to return.
Lest we forget.
On a different note we needed to be up and have all of the usual things done a bit earlier today as we were off out of the docks and leaving the environs of
|Salthouse Dock - for the last time?|
|a good example of some of the regeneration of the old dock areas|
|some crazy woman on board|
|readying to enter Stanley Dock and locks beyond|
We had made it through the first two – the gates are unbelievably heavy – and it was within about 45 minutes with a little help we were exiting from the top lock and waving a short adieu to Tom (the lockie) – we would see him further along at the swing bridges.
He did let us know that nb Sally was also down to leave, but the office hadn’t told them about it, so the other guy was back helping them through the two city locks and they were about 45 minutes behind us – we carried on.
|the scenes at the top of the locks really do Liverpool proud|
On the way in we seemed to collect rubbish at the bow end – the large amount of cut reeds in the water collected at the front and attracted other rubbish – and so it was on the way out – on a couple of occasions we needed to stop and I cleared the muck away and we carried on.
|most of this rubbish has come from the normal cut back of reeds|
|but other rubbish has not found it's way here by natural means|
We were just past Litherland and the surface of the water showed the tell-tale signs that there was some precipitation around – it gradually grew in strength, but enough to be of any concern.
|Spring is here - the usual signs are there - one female duck being|
hotly pursued by three males
|a nice end to someone's back garden|
This last section takes us past Aintree race course and the rain had returned and was a little bit more intense; the CaRT guys were ready for us at Bridge 9, so we were straight through – apparently nb Sally was about 30 minutes behind us.
By this point, with the rain getting stronger again we had decided that we would moor up after Bridge 10 – a favourite spot – and stay the night there – it was also a good deal colder now with a breeze coming up.
And so we settled in for the night; the strange things being the appearance of the sun in some intensity later in the afternoon (early evening) and the non-appearance of nb Sally – not sure where he has got to.
12 miles, 6 locks, 3 tunnels, 2 swing bridges for today
Totals: 1565 Miles, 1261 Locks, 56 Tunnels, 26