We began to move on after breakfast. I like to sit on the roof of Swan and watch the world go by. This morning there was a grey heron wading. As we came close it would stretch up and fly a little then land again looking so elegant and graceful. Later we saw one perched in the top of a tree.
We got to Marple Junction quite soon and I remembered about the roving bridges and dashed to get my camera and take a picture. Although the early morning was sunny and I went walking only in my T-shirt and jeans, the weather became overcast and rainy as the day went on. In fact I was forced inside for a short time in the afternoon.
After Marple Junction we were in the Macclesfield Canal. We stopped for lunch near a marina with a shop where I bought a big postcard of the Cheshire Ring. I walked on for a bit after lunch and rejoined the boat at Bridge number 20 (having walked as far as number 22 and back).
We reached Macclesfield soon after 4.00 pm. We took on water and moored for the night before going off to explore the town. It seems quite an attractive place with a history of silk making. Joan was good at spotting architectural features that showed the age of the buildings and we wandered around together for quite a while looking at shopfronts (and backs) ranging from Tudor to Georgian and beyond. I left the group in the middle of town and came back by myself having had a little poke around the streets first.
After tea (turkey and leek pie) I went for a short walk to post a letter and then along the tow path ahead to the next bridge (No. 38).