Runcorn is a funny place but I like it. A friendly community getting on with things with a tangle of concrete flyovers and bridges looming over their town centre. It's a bit rough round the edges with the centre of town having quite a few boarded up shops.
I leave town along the canal stopping for a rest in joined by a coot family.
The canalside is dotted with wild flowers - Red Campion, Hedge Bindweed, Foxgloves and Brambles. Swans and their cygnets glide by.
I manage to avoid the threatening weather as I leave the canal. Taking country roads across Cheshire to Belmont Campsite for the night where the owners donate to my fundraising.
