By the time we got going in the morning several boats had gone down the last two locks before Fradley Junction. When I untied SKYY the front end swung free but the stern was stuck fast, the water level must have dropped several inches. The bow swung right across the cut and fortunately a boat coming towards me stopped and the skipper helped me try to push the stern off, but to no avail. N.B. Snowgoose approached from behind and my stern line was passed around his forward T stud and with a combination of its bow thruster and plenty of reverse with a lurch with sent all the drawers flying open, we came unstuck, it was just like three years ago on the River Avon, only there we had to wait three days before Eric the tug pulled us off.
We passed the attractively situated White Swan pub, locally called the Mucky Duck as we swung onto the Coventry Canal. We were now back onto familiar waters, having been this way twice before and we knew that nothing should delay our arrival at Fazeley Junction, ten mile away. We found a quiet mooring about a mile before the junction, although there are no problems with mooring much closer, but it was better for walking Duggie where we were.