After a peaceful night in Ince, and a successful frisbee rescue operation for the dog, David the vicar bade us farewell and we set off southwards. David had warned us that the road was up and we wouldn't get through, but when I arrived the men who were digging threw down their tools and moved the fences back, and carried the rickshaw through, and gave me money! Then a lovely lady let us park in her drive to have our coffee. After an interesting ride through flat country, during which I saw 4 llamas (don't know who was more surprised) Mr D took me to a pub for lunch - what a treat. I went over the Manchester Ship Canal on a toll bridge (12p but they didn't charge me) and seemed to criss cross the M6 several times. Am now in John and Ellie's spare room, post bath, and looking forward to a night in a comfy bed. Frank says rain tomorrow, so hope he's wrong!