As this is the first time since leaving Stretton that I've had a decent signal, there's a lot to cram in.
Sunday, Stretton to Adderley, no disasters, no getting stuck, and one good deed done. Ten and a half hours.
Monday, Adderley to Audlem, no disasters, new friends (Colin and Annie on Eli) and old (Jill Wrigglefingers), three hours and lots of beer.
Tuesday, Audlem to somewhere between Beeston and Rowton Moor. One getting stuckness, and one boatful of annoying people. Nine and a half hours and a very long day; cold wind.
Details and photos to follow.
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