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I rode up to
Cheddleton, via Leekbrook, to keep my usual date with the Boat
Inn kitchen and then walked down the canal towpath to see the
train return from Froghall. I have spent many summers at Cheddleton
but today was really the hottest day I can ever remember. 4141
trundled its way through the lush undergrowth, out of place but
still looking good. |