That's what one guide says it would be like to turn round at Chester and not do the final eight miles of the Shroppie up to Ellesmere Port.
Hmmm. I just hope the Savoy's cheeseboard is a lot more appetising than those miles - often weedy, sometimes lined by a trail of generally scruffy moored craft and towards the end flanked by pylons, motorways or oil depots - or all three.
It was more the Everest factor - "because it's there" that make us tackle the run to the end of the canal. That and the National Waterways Museum in the old canal warehouses. We've visited before but it's always worth another look and tomorrow we'll do just that.
In fact we'll go in by boat, moor in the lower basin, the last stage before exiting onto the Mersey and become not just visitors but temporary exhibits as well!
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