Time to stop for an orange juice in this lovely lock-side pub.
But first we had to cross over the canal via the lock gates - definitely a hazard! There is a tale of a lock-keeper from many moons ago along this canal falling into his lock for reasons unknown, but since it was at Christmas I think there is a chance that he had been drinking. We had to cross back afterwards to continue our walk so it was as well that we only had orange juice.
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