Made it to Mytchett.

Set off with slight trepidation this morning but having been boosted by encouraging comments from passers by and small children
" mum come and look there's a ship coming "we set off under our own steam ! The second lock took an age to enter but after that things improved.
The locks at the top of the Deepcut flight are amazing, the canal winds around the contours of the hills , covered with trees ,Beech,Scots pine and Silver birch.The yellow flowers of the gorse, the pounds between the locks like Mini lake's some complete with islands.
Moored at Mytchett tonight under the young beech leaves with the sun filtering through.
Playing qoits on the towpath and drinking champagne with the lovely Linda and the man Matt to celebrate an epic voyage , only possible  with the help of Pheonix.