Thursday, 31 July 2008
Uplifting experience
WEDNESDAY. At Bridge 206, Trent & Mersey
The 2008 trip thus far: 304 Locks; 533.5 Miles; 56 Swing\Lift Bridges. Bus pass journeys 20
We said our goodbyes to Fred at Dutton and to Bryn at Saltersford; we are going to head slowly for Tarleton and the Ribble link. We have tried and failed two times to make the trip, let us hope that we succeed this time. We called at Northwich for supplies and to empty the PortaPotti before Myra went to the Anderton lift booking office, for the next available time slot.
Why are BW so ashamed of the booking office that there are few signs giving clear directions to its location? Could it be that they would prefer us all to give up looking, telephone in and pay a fee of £5? Now, just because I am paranoid; it does not mean that everyone is not out to get me.
We had only to wait long enough for us both to have a shower before we were called to take the boat into the lift. We were sharing with a Challenger boat; we went in first and tied to the upwind side of the caisson. A good job as well. I put two go kart tyre fenders down on our rear corner for him to bounce off. He hit the sliding gate frame on his side, bounced off, and then off our two fenders before he hit the far end caisson gate. Fortunately, not sufficiently hard to prevent it working!
Leaving the lift and winding to travel towards Preston Brook, we passed an oncoming boat in the first narrows, then one more as we waited to enter Saltersford tunnel. We moored just before the
winding hole at Bridge 206, where three more boats went south over the next 3 hours.
Weather – one light shower, strong breeze, sunny intervals.
The 2008 trip thus far: 304 Locks; 533.5 Miles; 56 Swing\Lift Bridges. Bus pass journeys 20
We said our goodbyes to Fred at Dutton and to Bryn at Saltersford; we are going to head slowly for Tarleton and the Ribble link. We have tried and failed two times to make the trip, let us hope that we succeed this time. We called at Northwich for supplies and to empty the PortaPotti before Myra went to the Anderton lift booking office, for the next available time slot.
Why are BW so ashamed of the booking office that there are few signs giving clear directions to its location? Could it be that they would prefer us all to give up looking, telephone in and pay a fee of £5? Now, just because I am paranoid; it does not mean that everyone is not out to get me.
We had only to wait long enough for us both to have a shower before we were called to take the boat into the lift. We were sharing with a Challenger boat; we went in first and tied to the upwind side of the caisson. A good job as well. I put two go kart tyre fenders down on our rear corner for him to bounce off. He hit the sliding gate frame on his side, bounced off, and then off our two fenders before he hit the far end caisson gate. Fortunately, not sufficiently hard to prevent it working!
Leaving the lift and winding to travel towards Preston Brook, we passed an oncoming boat in the first narrows, then one more as we waited to enter Saltersford tunnel. We moored just before the
winding hole at Bridge 206, where three more boats went south over the next 3 hours.
Weather – one light shower, strong breeze, sunny intervals.
Tuesday, 29 July 2008
Good friends and Concertinas
TUESDAY. At Dutton lock upper mooring, River Weaver
The 2008 trip thus far: 303 Locks; 523 Miles; 56 Swing\Lift Bridges. Bus pass journeys 20
We moved up to Acton Swing bridge as we were meeting Sid and Joyce, boating friends.
They were spending the day with us; Sid had brought a Concertina for Myra to try out.
We retraced our trip to Dutton lock and dropped down, we travelled as far as Marsh lock where we tied up and had a leisurely lunch. We then returned to Acton bridge to drop them off, travelling via Dutton and the foot of Saltersford lock.
The weather was very good to us, we managed to sit outside and chat for most of the day; the last half hour saw a change. Thunder, torrential rain with a bit of hail thrown in, but what the heck; we are boaters, we can cope!
It was good to hear the different concertina tones of Sid’s and the two with which Myra alternated. The boat comes alive when music issues forth, most of the tunes are cheerful and very easy on the ear.
Weather – hot, strong breeze, thunderstorms , calm evening.
The 2008 trip thus far: 303 Locks; 523 Miles; 56 Swing\Lift Bridges. Bus pass journeys 20
We moved up to Acton Swing bridge as we were meeting Sid and Joyce, boating friends.
They were spending the day with us; Sid had brought a Concertina for Myra to try out.
We retraced our trip to Dutton lock and dropped down, we travelled as far as Marsh lock where we tied up and had a leisurely lunch. We then returned to Acton bridge to drop them off, travelling via Dutton and the foot of Saltersford lock.
The weather was very good to us, we managed to sit outside and chat for most of the day; the last half hour saw a change. Thunder, torrential rain with a bit of hail thrown in, but what the heck; we are boaters, we can cope!
It was good to hear the different concertina tones of Sid’s and the two with which Myra alternated. The boat comes alive when music issues forth, most of the tunes are cheerful and very easy on the ear.
Weather – hot, strong breeze, thunderstorms , calm evening.
Monday, 28 July 2008
Much birding in the Marsh
MONDAY. At Dutton lock lower mooring, River Weaver
The 2008 trip thus far: 300 Locks; 503 Miles; 56 Swing\Lift Bridges. Bus pass journeys 20
We had an organic (careful) alarm call this morning at 7am, the roof was transmitting the sound of heavy rain; fortunately it lasted only about ten minutes. That of course enabled me to put the kettle on, which was, apart from installing a washing line on the lock side; my only constructive output for the day. I spent the rest of the time wandering around and just gazing across Weaver sluices to the Mersey beyond. I have almost perfected the art, I merely need more uninterrupted days of practise.
About 400 Canada geese were gazing back; I did not attempt to stare them out. I counted 27 Cormorants drying their wings on the end of Frodsham score; I did not attempt to count the ducks, but I would estimate their number to be similar to that of the geese.
The Manchester ship canal crane boat passed along towards Eastham. A ship canal tug and hopper travelling towards Runcorn slowed and stopped at the Weaver sluices; to allow a coaster ‘Anna D’ to pass. We had shared Mode Wheel lock with this coaster when we travelled on Martlet down the ship canal from Manchester last year. A wide beam Dutch barge came down the Weaver, entering Marsh lock, bound for Liverpool via Eastham. The owner is going to have it taken by lorry to Dover; craned off and then sail it across to France.
We left Marsh lock in a strong breeze but still brilliant blue sky; the clouds were building and by the time we arrived below Dutton lock it has really muggy. We saw one plastic boat and the Dutch barge on the move; two narrowboats tied up; still very quiet.
Weather - very hot, very muggy later, strong breeze, died away in evening.
The 2008 trip thus far: 300 Locks; 503 Miles; 56 Swing\Lift Bridges. Bus pass journeys 20
We had an organic (careful) alarm call this morning at 7am, the roof was transmitting the sound of heavy rain; fortunately it lasted only about ten minutes. That of course enabled me to put the kettle on, which was, apart from installing a washing line on the lock side; my only constructive output for the day. I spent the rest of the time wandering around and just gazing across Weaver sluices to the Mersey beyond. I have almost perfected the art, I merely need more uninterrupted days of practise.
About 400 Canada geese were gazing back; I did not attempt to stare them out. I counted 27 Cormorants drying their wings on the end of Frodsham score; I did not attempt to count the ducks, but I would estimate their number to be similar to that of the geese.
The Manchester ship canal crane boat passed along towards Eastham. A ship canal tug and hopper travelling towards Runcorn slowed and stopped at the Weaver sluices; to allow a coaster ‘Anna D’ to pass. We had shared Mode Wheel lock with this coaster when we travelled on Martlet down the ship canal from Manchester last year. A wide beam Dutch barge came down the Weaver, entering Marsh lock, bound for Liverpool via Eastham. The owner is going to have it taken by lorry to Dover; craned off and then sail it across to France.
We left Marsh lock in a strong breeze but still brilliant blue sky; the clouds were building and by the time we arrived below Dutton lock it has really muggy. We saw one plastic boat and the Dutch barge on the move; two narrowboats tied up; still very quiet.
Weather - very hot, very muggy later, strong breeze, died away in evening.
Sunday, 27 July 2008
Amazing buzzards
SUNDAY. At Marsh Lock, River Weaver
The 2008 trip thus far: 300 Locks; 496 Miles; 56 Swing\Lift Bridges. Bus pass journeys 20
I went up to see Chris to return the reprint of an early OS map of Warrington and Northwich which he had lent to me. It showed the oxbow course of the Weaver that gave Island Farm its name before the creation of Dutton locks and weir. It also showed the pre 1923 grouping ownership of the railway lines. For me, it was very interesting. Chatting to him for a while, then after the narrow beam Dutch barge he had penned down was a good way down river, we left the moorings and headed for Marsh lock.
The sun was breaking up the remnants of the haze and the air was becoming very hot. There were few ducks around, a cormorant and some swans as we approached Devils garden. On the east side of the river above Blackamoor wood, we saw a buzzard, then another and another! Eventually, there were five of them just soaring around and by the height of them seemed to be playing. What a beautiful sight they made. The Runcorn rowing club were out in force; unusually for oarsmen and oarswomen, they nearly all smiled and the coxes waved, it made such a pleasant change.
It was a lovely sunset, and taking full advantage of the digital system, I took lots of pictures whilst just sitting and appreciating the views. Cabin temperature at midnight was 25 degrees, down from today’s high of 32 degrees.
Weather very hot, lots of sunshine, slight breeze.
The 2008 trip thus far: 300 Locks; 496 Miles; 56 Swing\Lift Bridges. Bus pass journeys 20
I went up to see Chris to return the reprint of an early OS map of Warrington and Northwich which he had lent to me. It showed the oxbow course of the Weaver that gave Island Farm its name before the creation of Dutton locks and weir. It also showed the pre 1923 grouping ownership of the railway lines. For me, it was very interesting. Chatting to him for a while, then after the narrow beam Dutch barge he had penned down was a good way down river, we left the moorings and headed for Marsh lock.
The sun was breaking up the remnants of the haze and the air was becoming very hot. There were few ducks around, a cormorant and some swans as we approached Devils garden. On the east side of the river above Blackamoor wood, we saw a buzzard, then another and another! Eventually, there were five of them just soaring around and by the height of them seemed to be playing. What a beautiful sight they made. The Runcorn rowing club were out in force; unusually for oarsmen and oarswomen, they nearly all smiled and the coxes waved, it made such a pleasant change.
It was a lovely sunset, and taking full advantage of the digital system, I took lots of pictures whilst just sitting and appreciating the views. Cabin temperature at midnight was 25 degrees, down from today’s high of 32 degrees.
Weather very hot, lots of sunshine, slight breeze.
Conga line boating
SATURDAY. At Dutton lock moorings, River Weaver
The 2008 trip thus far: 300 Locks; 489 Miles; 56 Swing\Lift Bridges. Bus pass journeys 20
We had breakfast outside this morning, I should have captured the event with a digital image as this is only the second time in 14 weeks. We chatted to the crew of a plastic boat as we waited for the lock at 10am. We were joined by the steeerer of the only other narrowboat on the moorings. He was born on a boat at Weston point docks and was christened in the church there which is now boarded up.
These three boats were in the lock and as Bryn started to close the gates, 5 more boats arrived, from Acton bridge boat club. We locked up and discovered that they were bound for Vale Royal lock, where they would go to the moorings above and have a barbeque. At the moment of that discovery, I decided not to moor above Vale Royal lock tonight.
We arrived at Northwich to find one of the boat club plastic boats at the far end of the moorings with space for two narrowboats behind. We took one, mooring near the plastic boat. The steerer got off his boat and walked towards me. I though (silly me!)that he was going to help us moor up. No, he walked straight past and barely managed a smile. He stood at the back of our boat and indicated to the approaching club narrowboat to moor behind us; yes, he helped him to moor!
We did the shopping and went to the market cafe for a meal; it was cheap, cheerful and not bad. Returning to our boat, the boat club boats had all gone. Another boater returning loaded with shopping said the've all gone, good riddance. He told me that they arrived most Saturdays, took up all the moorings, seldom breasted up and never gave a thought for anyone else. Where have we heard that before.........
We set off for Saltersford lock, and were soon overtaken by the cheerful soul on the boat club plastic boat. Waiting in the lock, Bryn told us that Vale Royal lock was closed until further notice owing to a paddle problem. That put paid to the location for the barbeque. Happy Harry then left his boat and wandered up to impress us with the fact that he was a committee member of the club (it didn't) and to overwhelm us with his boating expertise (he didn't). He did, however, confim my initial appraisal of him at Northwich.
Arriving at Dutton lock, we saw the relief lockie, Chris who we had met last year.
He remembered us and after mooring at the bottom of the lock, we went up for a chat.
He is a very interesting man, having a Foreign going Masters ticket and in common with Dutton lockie Fred, a strong interest in local history.
To return to Weston Point docks, Runcorn, they were recently sold off by BW ( the towpath telegraph stated for £10,900,000) so the days of the church are probably numbered. An interesting thought. From the date of the sale, the only way from the Weaver onto the Manchester ship canal will be through Marsh lock, which to borrow from G&S, 'has the remains of a fine lock about it'. Semi derelict would be the charitable description of its present state. How long before it suffers the same fate at Vale Royal lock?
Weather- bright sunshine, very hot, moderate breeze.
The 2008 trip thus far: 300 Locks; 489 Miles; 56 Swing\Lift Bridges. Bus pass journeys 20
We had breakfast outside this morning, I should have captured the event with a digital image as this is only the second time in 14 weeks. We chatted to the crew of a plastic boat as we waited for the lock at 10am. We were joined by the steeerer of the only other narrowboat on the moorings. He was born on a boat at Weston point docks and was christened in the church there which is now boarded up.
These three boats were in the lock and as Bryn started to close the gates, 5 more boats arrived, from Acton bridge boat club. We locked up and discovered that they were bound for Vale Royal lock, where they would go to the moorings above and have a barbeque. At the moment of that discovery, I decided not to moor above Vale Royal lock tonight.
We arrived at Northwich to find one of the boat club plastic boats at the far end of the moorings with space for two narrowboats behind. We took one, mooring near the plastic boat. The steerer got off his boat and walked towards me. I though (silly me!)that he was going to help us moor up. No, he walked straight past and barely managed a smile. He stood at the back of our boat and indicated to the approaching club narrowboat to moor behind us; yes, he helped him to moor!
We did the shopping and went to the market cafe for a meal; it was cheap, cheerful and not bad. Returning to our boat, the boat club boats had all gone. Another boater returning loaded with shopping said the've all gone, good riddance. He told me that they arrived most Saturdays, took up all the moorings, seldom breasted up and never gave a thought for anyone else. Where have we heard that before.........
We set off for Saltersford lock, and were soon overtaken by the cheerful soul on the boat club plastic boat. Waiting in the lock, Bryn told us that Vale Royal lock was closed until further notice owing to a paddle problem. That put paid to the location for the barbeque. Happy Harry then left his boat and wandered up to impress us with the fact that he was a committee member of the club (it didn't) and to overwhelm us with his boating expertise (he didn't). He did, however, confim my initial appraisal of him at Northwich.
Arriving at Dutton lock, we saw the relief lockie, Chris who we had met last year.
He remembered us and after mooring at the bottom of the lock, we went up for a chat.
He is a very interesting man, having a Foreign going Masters ticket and in common with Dutton lockie Fred, a strong interest in local history.
To return to Weston Point docks, Runcorn, they were recently sold off by BW ( the towpath telegraph stated for £10,900,000) so the days of the church are probably numbered. An interesting thought. From the date of the sale, the only way from the Weaver onto the Manchester ship canal will be through Marsh lock, which to borrow from G&S, 'has the remains of a fine lock about it'. Semi derelict would be the charitable description of its present state. How long before it suffers the same fate at Vale Royal lock?
Weather- bright sunshine, very hot, moderate breeze.
Friday, 25 July 2008
If the cap fits...........
FRIDAY. At Saltersford Lock, River Weaver
The 2008 trip thus far: 297 Locks; 478Miles; 56 Swing\Lift Bridges. Bus pass journeys 20
We were going to go down Dutton lock this morning. I spoke to Fred, he was expecting a boat down in about 30 minutes; I said we would wait and lock down with him. We did and moved on to Devils garden. We tied up and I looked down the engine hole, I could see coolant weeping from the outlet housing cap (Again). I used a thick piece of rag and attempted to tighten it. Running the engine revealed that I had not reduced the amount of weeping coolant. As we headed back to Dutton lock, I telephoned River and Canal rescue. They were friendly, helpful and organised. The engineer telephoned and we arranged to meet him at Acton Swing Bridge.
He arrived with his mate. I looked around carefully for any video or TV cameras; I was sure that I was being set up, they were the doubles of Ant & Dec! They had bought a new cap with them, unfortunately, it leaked around the central rivet and was therefore useless. They borrowed our Nicholsons guide and off they went to find another cap. They returned with a new cap which fitted and did not leak on test. I will watch it closely for a few days.
When they had left us, we moved off and tied up below Saltersford lock, we will go shopping in Northwich tomorrow as will the crew of the plastic boat moored next to us. We spent some of the evening chatting to them, a pair of genuine, friendly boaters.
Weather- sunshine, very humid, strong breeze.
The 2008 trip thus far: 297 Locks; 478Miles; 56 Swing\Lift Bridges. Bus pass journeys 20
We were going to go down Dutton lock this morning. I spoke to Fred, he was expecting a boat down in about 30 minutes; I said we would wait and lock down with him. We did and moved on to Devils garden. We tied up and I looked down the engine hole, I could see coolant weeping from the outlet housing cap (Again). I used a thick piece of rag and attempted to tighten it. Running the engine revealed that I had not reduced the amount of weeping coolant. As we headed back to Dutton lock, I telephoned River and Canal rescue. They were friendly, helpful and organised. The engineer telephoned and we arranged to meet him at Acton Swing Bridge.
He arrived with his mate. I looked around carefully for any video or TV cameras; I was sure that I was being set up, they were the doubles of Ant & Dec! They had bought a new cap with them, unfortunately, it leaked around the central rivet and was therefore useless. They borrowed our Nicholsons guide and off they went to find another cap. They returned with a new cap which fitted and did not leak on test. I will watch it closely for a few days.
When they had left us, we moved off and tied up below Saltersford lock, we will go shopping in Northwich tomorrow as will the crew of the plastic boat moored next to us. We spent some of the evening chatting to them, a pair of genuine, friendly boaters.
Weather- sunshine, very humid, strong breeze.
Thursday, 24 July 2008
Fingers crossed
THURSDAY. At Dutton Lock, River Weaver
The 2008 trip thus far: 295 Locks; 467Miles; 56 Swing\Lift Bridges. Bus pass journeys 20
Just before turning in last night, we walked to the top of Saltersford lock. A narrowboat was tied up against the wall next to the weir. Chatting to the crew, the story unfolded. Briefly, they had brought the boat from Tarleton and were delivering it to Liverpool. The equipment requirements for the Manchester ship canal had been met and the safety certificate accordingly issued. The route was Weaver to Marsh Lock, ship canal to Eastham, then across the Mersey to Coburg Lock.
By now, I was feeling a trifle apprehensive. The owner was to join them for the trip across the Mersey. Discrete (me?) enquiry produced the answer to my apprehension, which resulted in a considerable rise therein. The combined boating experience of the crew, including the owner, was 7 weeks. One school of thought could argue of their bravery. My thoughts were more along the lines ‘where ignorance is bliss’.
This morning, we spent some time chatting to Bryn whilst he was carrying out his lockkeeping duties, setting a large part of the world to rights. As a boat was rising in the lock, we chatted to the owner. We had not heard of the builder until this trip; but had seen another of their boats as we passed Preston Brook and had remarked how good it looked. The owner informed us that he had the boat from new, 18 months ago, had no adjustments, breakages or anything that required attention. A very rare situation indeed, well done, Snug Boats.
It was time to go boating; we set off and tied up at the top of Dutton lock, a journey of 40 minutes. We wandered around after being greeted by the lockie Fred. We asked about the large cylinder reposing on the lock side. It was one of the paddles! The locks have a system much like a bath plug, with the drain underwater at the top of the culvert. The cylinder, with its bottom edge tapered, sits on the drain sealing it. When the cylinder is raised, the gap between the drain and the cylinder allows water to pass. The cylinder is about 6 feet in diameter, about 12 feet long and counterbalanced by two weights attached by chains across pulleys. A failure caused one of these weights to fall to the bottom through the drain, which required the removal of the cylinder.
At the bottom lock mooring, I chatted to the owner of ‘Charlaine’ a beautiful boat with graceful lines, a very early Steve Hudson shell and fit out. Personally, I dislike his present bow shape as too high and exaggerated; this early example was much fuller and gentler in the bow and looked just right. A relief lockie asked his wife on the bow, to breast up with a highly polished portholed boat, already holding against the wall; she pointed out it would be better to tell the steerer as she could not do much from where she was. In the end, they were close to the top gate; and apart from being washed about a bit, made it with no injuries.
Weather- sunshine, very humid, fresh breeze.
The 2008 trip thus far: 295 Locks; 467Miles; 56 Swing\Lift Bridges. Bus pass journeys 20
Just before turning in last night, we walked to the top of Saltersford lock. A narrowboat was tied up against the wall next to the weir. Chatting to the crew, the story unfolded. Briefly, they had brought the boat from Tarleton and were delivering it to Liverpool. The equipment requirements for the Manchester ship canal had been met and the safety certificate accordingly issued. The route was Weaver to Marsh Lock, ship canal to Eastham, then across the Mersey to Coburg Lock.
By now, I was feeling a trifle apprehensive. The owner was to join them for the trip across the Mersey. Discrete (me?) enquiry produced the answer to my apprehension, which resulted in a considerable rise therein. The combined boating experience of the crew, including the owner, was 7 weeks. One school of thought could argue of their bravery. My thoughts were more along the lines ‘where ignorance is bliss’.
This morning, we spent some time chatting to Bryn whilst he was carrying out his lockkeeping duties, setting a large part of the world to rights. As a boat was rising in the lock, we chatted to the owner. We had not heard of the builder until this trip; but had seen another of their boats as we passed Preston Brook and had remarked how good it looked. The owner informed us that he had the boat from new, 18 months ago, had no adjustments, breakages or anything that required attention. A very rare situation indeed, well done, Snug Boats.
It was time to go boating; we set off and tied up at the top of Dutton lock, a journey of 40 minutes. We wandered around after being greeted by the lockie Fred. We asked about the large cylinder reposing on the lock side. It was one of the paddles! The locks have a system much like a bath plug, with the drain underwater at the top of the culvert. The cylinder, with its bottom edge tapered, sits on the drain sealing it. When the cylinder is raised, the gap between the drain and the cylinder allows water to pass. The cylinder is about 6 feet in diameter, about 12 feet long and counterbalanced by two weights attached by chains across pulleys. A failure caused one of these weights to fall to the bottom through the drain, which required the removal of the cylinder.
At the bottom lock mooring, I chatted to the owner of ‘Charlaine’ a beautiful boat with graceful lines, a very early Steve Hudson shell and fit out. Personally, I dislike his present bow shape as too high and exaggerated; this early example was much fuller and gentler in the bow and looked just right. A relief lockie asked his wife on the bow, to breast up with a highly polished portholed boat, already holding against the wall; she pointed out it would be better to tell the steerer as she could not do much from where she was. In the end, they were close to the top gate; and apart from being washed about a bit, made it with no injuries.
Weather- sunshine, very humid, fresh breeze.
Wednesday, 23 July 2008
Weaver(s) of dreams
TUESDAY. At Saltersford Lock, River Weaver
The 2008 trip thus far:295 Locks; 464 Miles; 56 Swing\Lift Bridges. Bus pass journeys 20
We had a boaters alarm call today at 6am. The continuous cruisers boat behind us decided to move off. No problem with that, but why do they need to start the engine and leave it idling for 5 mins. before they are ready to move; perhaps it comes down to their inability to consider anyone else.
We had already decided not to moor at Lymm again; the location of the canal high above most of the town allows any noise uninterrupted access to boats. The fish and chip shop near to the canal that had been recommended was not as good as Rose Grove or several in Yorkshire.
We prepared to move off at 6.55am, using our busy moorings technique. Judging by the open curtains, and people moving about on their boats, we were not alone in being woken up. All the ropes are loosed and the engine is started, as soon as the oil pressure has built up, then into gear and move off at tickover. We had cleared the last boat in just under a minute; that is how we like to do it.
The Bridgewater canal is good and deep, a feature which merely heightens the appalling lack of depth on most of the BW canals that we have used. We have been able to get into the bank for mooring AND to get off the boat without a machete and a local, vertically challenged guide.
A pertinent (in my humble opinion) thought for BW, every person that attempts to get off their boat on the south Oxford and disappears in the five feet high grass; is a potential loss of a licence payer. Now then, put that in your blackberry and compute it.
We arrived at Preston Brook Tunnel at 9.40am by my watch and could make out a boat already in the tunnel going our way. We caught up with them at the stop lock, what a lovely bunch they were. Out for the day on a day hire from Preston Brook, we met them again at Saltersford tunnel. There is a new system for boat control here. Southbound from 30 to 50 minutes past; Northbound on the hour until 20 minutes past. Good idea, sadly it shows how boaters are changing; the old system worked for the past 200 years. We followed the day boat into the tunnel, us on tickover. I have never enjoyed a tunnel passage so much; they were laughing and all I could hear was ‘left’, then bang as the boat hit the wall, then a shout of ‘right’ followed by another bang. I am glad that I would not have to follow them after they had been into the pub.
The area around the Anderton Lift was busy as usual; I dropped Myra off to see when we could go down and moored at the only spare space on the visitor moorings after winding. We were booked for the 2.15 lift, to be on the reception moorings at 1.45. We decided to join the day boat crew in the pub opposite the lift for lunch. The barman told us to find a table and someone would be along to take our order. We did; they didn’t. We waited for 15 minutes and decided to have the mushrooms on toast; on board Martlet; the staff did not see us leave.
We were eating our snack when one of the lift staff knocked on the boat. We have had to do an extra lift, could you be ready in a few minutes? We could and we were; we went down and when on the Weaver made for Saltersford lock. As we approached, we could see the figure of Bryn the lockie standing on the lockside. Looking our way, he did a double take and promptly hid behind the control console. We moored on the lock bullnose and went to see him. He was the bearer of bad news. Some boats had been getting stuck in the old Frodsham cut and as a result, BW have placed a barrage across the cut. Thus again, some silly boaters have spoilt it for the rest. That was our favourite mooring and with a bit of care was easily passable by our draught of 2’6”. We stamped our feet and managed to avoid crying in public, mooring instead below the lock.
Weather- hazy sunshine, very humid.
The 2008 trip thus far:295 Locks; 464 Miles; 56 Swing\Lift Bridges. Bus pass journeys 20
We had a boaters alarm call today at 6am. The continuous cruisers boat behind us decided to move off. No problem with that, but why do they need to start the engine and leave it idling for 5 mins. before they are ready to move; perhaps it comes down to their inability to consider anyone else.
We had already decided not to moor at Lymm again; the location of the canal high above most of the town allows any noise uninterrupted access to boats. The fish and chip shop near to the canal that had been recommended was not as good as Rose Grove or several in Yorkshire.
We prepared to move off at 6.55am, using our busy moorings technique. Judging by the open curtains, and people moving about on their boats, we were not alone in being woken up. All the ropes are loosed and the engine is started, as soon as the oil pressure has built up, then into gear and move off at tickover. We had cleared the last boat in just under a minute; that is how we like to do it.
The Bridgewater canal is good and deep, a feature which merely heightens the appalling lack of depth on most of the BW canals that we have used. We have been able to get into the bank for mooring AND to get off the boat without a machete and a local, vertically challenged guide.
A pertinent (in my humble opinion) thought for BW, every person that attempts to get off their boat on the south Oxford and disappears in the five feet high grass; is a potential loss of a licence payer. Now then, put that in your blackberry and compute it.
We arrived at Preston Brook Tunnel at 9.40am by my watch and could make out a boat already in the tunnel going our way. We caught up with them at the stop lock, what a lovely bunch they were. Out for the day on a day hire from Preston Brook, we met them again at Saltersford tunnel. There is a new system for boat control here. Southbound from 30 to 50 minutes past; Northbound on the hour until 20 minutes past. Good idea, sadly it shows how boaters are changing; the old system worked for the past 200 years. We followed the day boat into the tunnel, us on tickover. I have never enjoyed a tunnel passage so much; they were laughing and all I could hear was ‘left’, then bang as the boat hit the wall, then a shout of ‘right’ followed by another bang. I am glad that I would not have to follow them after they had been into the pub.
The area around the Anderton Lift was busy as usual; I dropped Myra off to see when we could go down and moored at the only spare space on the visitor moorings after winding. We were booked for the 2.15 lift, to be on the reception moorings at 1.45. We decided to join the day boat crew in the pub opposite the lift for lunch. The barman told us to find a table and someone would be along to take our order. We did; they didn’t. We waited for 15 minutes and decided to have the mushrooms on toast; on board Martlet; the staff did not see us leave.
We were eating our snack when one of the lift staff knocked on the boat. We have had to do an extra lift, could you be ready in a few minutes? We could and we were; we went down and when on the Weaver made for Saltersford lock. As we approached, we could see the figure of Bryn the lockie standing on the lockside. Looking our way, he did a double take and promptly hid behind the control console. We moored on the lock bullnose and went to see him. He was the bearer of bad news. Some boats had been getting stuck in the old Frodsham cut and as a result, BW have placed a barrage across the cut. Thus again, some silly boaters have spoilt it for the rest. That was our favourite mooring and with a bit of care was easily passable by our draught of 2’6”. We stamped our feet and managed to avoid crying in public, mooring instead below the lock.
Weather- hazy sunshine, very humid.
Tuesday, 22 July 2008
Goodbye Manchester
TUESDAY. At Lymm
The 2008 journey thus far: 293 Locks; 444.5Miles; 56 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
On our last visit to Manchester, we discovered a small café in Liverpool Road that served excellent grilled breakfasts. We called first at Sainsburys for supplies, carried them back to the boat and went for breakfast. The meal was as good as we had remembered, and put us in good spirits for boating.
We left Castlefields under an sky which was overcast and gave the impression that it would so remain for most of the day. We were on the lookout for a canalside warehouse building with the East wall covered in a wonderful mural. I failed to locate it when we were inbound. We found it today, the entire mural had been removed from the brickwork with hardly a trace. We were able to confirm the location; as the small notice on the south wall with the credits for the mural had not been removed. Why was it removed? Answers on a postcard please to us.
We arrived at Waters meeting and turned left towards Sale. The first oncoming boat of the day was passed soon afterwards. The Cheshire ring is obviously popular, as we had passed more boats today than at anytime since leaving the river Soar. After Sale, the towpath was full of cheerful walkers and our hands were worn out waving to children; in some cases to Grandparents as the children looked on and wondered what was happening.
There was rain in the wind as we passed the grounds of Dunham Massey Hall and over the River Bollin aqueduct. A few spots continued to fall until just before our destination at Lymm; when it decided to rain properly, but only for a few minutes whilst we tied up.
Myra went exploring and found the remains of the 18th century Lymm Slitting Mill. Bars of wrought iron were brought to this water powered mill; firstly to be rolled out into thin sheets and then cut into narrow strips. These were then used for various processes including the manufacture of nails, in this area mainly a cottage industry as they were hand made. The actual date of the mill is uncertain, but it was in production by 1751.
Weather- overcast, one shower then dry.
The 2008 journey thus far: 293 Locks; 444.5Miles; 56 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
On our last visit to Manchester, we discovered a small café in Liverpool Road that served excellent grilled breakfasts. We called first at Sainsburys for supplies, carried them back to the boat and went for breakfast. The meal was as good as we had remembered, and put us in good spirits for boating.
We left Castlefields under an sky which was overcast and gave the impression that it would so remain for most of the day. We were on the lookout for a canalside warehouse building with the East wall covered in a wonderful mural. I failed to locate it when we were inbound. We found it today, the entire mural had been removed from the brickwork with hardly a trace. We were able to confirm the location; as the small notice on the south wall with the credits for the mural had not been removed. Why was it removed? Answers on a postcard please to us.
We arrived at Waters meeting and turned left towards Sale. The first oncoming boat of the day was passed soon afterwards. The Cheshire ring is obviously popular, as we had passed more boats today than at anytime since leaving the river Soar. After Sale, the towpath was full of cheerful walkers and our hands were worn out waving to children; in some cases to Grandparents as the children looked on and wondered what was happening.
There was rain in the wind as we passed the grounds of Dunham Massey Hall and over the River Bollin aqueduct. A few spots continued to fall until just before our destination at Lymm; when it decided to rain properly, but only for a few minutes whilst we tied up.
Myra went exploring and found the remains of the 18th century Lymm Slitting Mill. Bars of wrought iron were brought to this water powered mill; firstly to be rolled out into thin sheets and then cut into narrow strips. These were then used for various processes including the manufacture of nails, in this area mainly a cottage industry as they were hand made. The actual date of the mill is uncertain, but it was in production by 1751.
Weather- overcast, one shower then dry.
Monday, 21 July 2008
Is this summer?
MONDAY. At Castlefields, Manchester
The 2008 journey thus far: 293 Locks; 431.5Miles; 56 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
Another dry day greeted our waking moments today. The wind was still in evidence, although the presence of lighter coloured clouds made a good boating day a distinct possibility.
A small engineering operation was required before cast off. The water outlet casting on the engine block has a closing, non pressurised cap fitted owing to the remote expansion tank. This cap was replaced by River and canal rescue some 100 hours ago and has started weeping again. The manufacture of the casting has resulted in a sloppy locking of the cap, hence the weep.
Part of the cuff of a pair of rubber gauntlets was sacrificed to produce an additional gasket, which was placed in the cap and was replaced. It did not weep today, so I will be watching carefully for a while.
The canal is deep and in parts, has very clear water. When you can see how many plastic bags are on the bottom, it is amazing that the blades are not clogged up more often. The pithead gear at Astley Green pit museum stand out against the skyline, another piece of industrial scenery probably already unrecognised by a complete generation.
I was pleased to see that the colour of the water around Worsley has not been ‘cleaned up’ as was mooted a while ago. Just a thought, who or what, actually gives headaches and more paperwork to burocrats? Perhaps there is an opportunity here for another Quango, provided you could wait until I have given up boating.
Past the packet house and the canal leading to the Duke of Bridgwater's mines at the Delph. What a nice touch, having your Baronet title named after a canal. On the straight section passing Westwood Park estate at Worsley, we rode up on at least four obstructions on the bottom, the last one caused something to foul the blades and we were going down the canal crabwise with a good amount of right helm on. I know from previous weed hatch trips around here that the edge is shallow, we carried on until we had gone past the Parrin Lane bridge with its mock lighthouse. The blades were clear, whatever had been on there had come off in the back and forward of coming into the bank.
Over the Barton swing aqueduct and into Manchester, the weather holding nicely fine and warm, we tied up in Castlefields and walked up to the Blood centre near the Arndale shops as Myra was going to give blood.
Three boats on the move today, one hire, two private; the second private one met in a bridge hole – of course. Still very quiet, plenty of spaces in Castlefields, but not from next Thursday until Monday as the events area will be in use; this is presently full of the boats displaced by building works from the long term moorings next to the YMCA.
Weather – Dry, a bit windy but warm at last!
The 2008 journey thus far: 293 Locks; 431.5Miles; 56 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
Another dry day greeted our waking moments today. The wind was still in evidence, although the presence of lighter coloured clouds made a good boating day a distinct possibility.
A small engineering operation was required before cast off. The water outlet casting on the engine block has a closing, non pressurised cap fitted owing to the remote expansion tank. This cap was replaced by River and canal rescue some 100 hours ago and has started weeping again. The manufacture of the casting has resulted in a sloppy locking of the cap, hence the weep.
Part of the cuff of a pair of rubber gauntlets was sacrificed to produce an additional gasket, which was placed in the cap and was replaced. It did not weep today, so I will be watching carefully for a while.
The canal is deep and in parts, has very clear water. When you can see how many plastic bags are on the bottom, it is amazing that the blades are not clogged up more often. The pithead gear at Astley Green pit museum stand out against the skyline, another piece of industrial scenery probably already unrecognised by a complete generation.
I was pleased to see that the colour of the water around Worsley has not been ‘cleaned up’ as was mooted a while ago. Just a thought, who or what, actually gives headaches and more paperwork to burocrats? Perhaps there is an opportunity here for another Quango, provided you could wait until I have given up boating.
Past the packet house and the canal leading to the Duke of Bridgwater's mines at the Delph. What a nice touch, having your Baronet title named after a canal. On the straight section passing Westwood Park estate at Worsley, we rode up on at least four obstructions on the bottom, the last one caused something to foul the blades and we were going down the canal crabwise with a good amount of right helm on. I know from previous weed hatch trips around here that the edge is shallow, we carried on until we had gone past the Parrin Lane bridge with its mock lighthouse. The blades were clear, whatever had been on there had come off in the back and forward of coming into the bank.
Over the Barton swing aqueduct and into Manchester, the weather holding nicely fine and warm, we tied up in Castlefields and walked up to the Blood centre near the Arndale shops as Myra was going to give blood.
Three boats on the move today, one hire, two private; the second private one met in a bridge hole – of course. Still very quiet, plenty of spaces in Castlefields, but not from next Thursday until Monday as the events area will be in use; this is presently full of the boats displaced by building works from the long term moorings next to the YMCA.
Weather – Dry, a bit windy but warm at last!
Sunday, 20 July 2008
Of bow thrusters and compliments
SUNDAY. At Plank Lane lift bridge, Leigh
The 2008 journey thus far: 293 Locks; 417Miles; 56 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
Amazing! My early morning water boiling episode was completed without the sound of rain on the boat roof. This was good news indeed, as we had the Wigan 21 locks to descend this morning. However, it was by way of luck, as a rainbow was visible over Wigan and a band of rain was just missing us. We had a short, light shower as we approached the outskirts.
At Wigan top lock, a boat was tied up; the crew were busy filling the lock. We made ourselves known, and would share the locks down the flight. The lockie appeared and although we had booked an ‘Assisted’ passage, he knew nothing of it. Neither he, nor us expressed surprise at this outcome. It mattered not; he would set the locks for us anyway.
About five locks down, the pound was empty, we waited in the lock above for it to fill and took the opportunity for a brew all round. We have been down the locks three times during the last six years, each time this pound has been empty. Take heart, the River Tees fish tagging program (£500,000) should not suffer from lack of water.
We had been opening only one gate as we went down; Myra did a couple as she was making the brew when the boats dropped in the lock owing to leakage, rather than pulling the paddles. It was easier for her to bring the boat out and swap when convenient. Nigel on the other boat later said that I might as well go first as we had a bow thruster. ‘We don’t, what made you think that’ I said.
Well, the way that your wife got the boat across in the lock was the reply. I have been unable to do anything with her since. (No change there then)
There was a café along the road by the second lock from the bottom; all the buildings have been demolished where now will we get our reviving bacon butties? We agreed with the other crew that we would share the two remaining locks on the way to Plank Lane after stopping for a shower and lunch.
On passing Scotsman’s flash, the sailing dinghies were moving very fast in the strong, gusting wind; the lasers in particular were planing at speed on spectacular bow waves. For us, there was a cold following wind, making steering a test of concentration. We passed three boats on the move in the opposite direction, two of which turned around, passing us again after we had moored up at Plank Lane.
Weather – Isolated showers, very strong wind, warm sunny spells in the late afternoon.
The 2008 journey thus far: 293 Locks; 417Miles; 56 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
Amazing! My early morning water boiling episode was completed without the sound of rain on the boat roof. This was good news indeed, as we had the Wigan 21 locks to descend this morning. However, it was by way of luck, as a rainbow was visible over Wigan and a band of rain was just missing us. We had a short, light shower as we approached the outskirts.
At Wigan top lock, a boat was tied up; the crew were busy filling the lock. We made ourselves known, and would share the locks down the flight. The lockie appeared and although we had booked an ‘Assisted’ passage, he knew nothing of it. Neither he, nor us expressed surprise at this outcome. It mattered not; he would set the locks for us anyway.
About five locks down, the pound was empty, we waited in the lock above for it to fill and took the opportunity for a brew all round. We have been down the locks three times during the last six years, each time this pound has been empty. Take heart, the River Tees fish tagging program (£500,000) should not suffer from lack of water.
We had been opening only one gate as we went down; Myra did a couple as she was making the brew when the boats dropped in the lock owing to leakage, rather than pulling the paddles. It was easier for her to bring the boat out and swap when convenient. Nigel on the other boat later said that I might as well go first as we had a bow thruster. ‘We don’t, what made you think that’ I said.
Well, the way that your wife got the boat across in the lock was the reply. I have been unable to do anything with her since. (No change there then)
There was a café along the road by the second lock from the bottom; all the buildings have been demolished where now will we get our reviving bacon butties? We agreed with the other crew that we would share the two remaining locks on the way to Plank Lane after stopping for a shower and lunch.
On passing Scotsman’s flash, the sailing dinghies were moving very fast in the strong, gusting wind; the lasers in particular were planing at speed on spectacular bow waves. For us, there was a cold following wind, making steering a test of concentration. We passed three boats on the move in the opposite direction, two of which turned around, passing us again after we had moored up at Plank Lane.
Weather – Isolated showers, very strong wind, warm sunny spells in the late afternoon.
Wednesday, 16 July 2008
The North wind doth blow
SATURDAY. At Br.61, Sennicar Bridge, Wigan
The 2008 journey thus far: 270 Locks; 408Miles; 55 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
Rain again as I made the tea, a short day in prospect having only to reach the top of Wigan flight.
We delayed moving until 10am, in a dry spell. We passed Botany Bay, formerly Canal Mill, which now has 5 floors of shopping, restaurant and coffee bars; a garden centre and children’s play area.
Canal Mill was built in 1855 for Richard Smethurst, the mill having a very short working life as it was an early casualty of the Cotton Famine owing to the American civil war. Closure was the unfortunate result in 1861. During the intervening years, a variety of owners then carried on many tasks concerned with the cotton industry; final closure came in the late 1950’s.
We called in at PB Mechanical services, Chorley for diesel (80p/litre) and Gas. The transaction took a few minutes, the chatting took considerably longer. What a friendly bunch they were; a pig roast was to take place this evening washed down with a barrel of ‘Black Sheep’, an excellent drop of the brewer’s craft. Moving away, the next call was at White Bear Marina, to empty the Portapotti.
Regular readers may have detected a certain animosity, either express or implied, toward BW.
I would like to place on record that I have today witnessed a shining example of the compliance, by the aforementioned BW, with their remit to care for the heritage of the waterways.
When we visited this Marina some six years ago, BW (later to be BWML, a clouding of the issue which remains unaddressed) had just completed the purchase. The building has been left in the original state, absolutely untouched. I could find no evidence of ownership apart from a gate with a 4 inch by 6 inch security notice which had BWML on the bottom. Indeed, a fine example.
Onward again, shorter, heavy showers, we arrived at our mooring place opposite the golf club.
In the evening, a birthday party was held at the clubhouse which ended with a good firework display, visible from our mooring.
Weather – Short rain showers, very strong wind.
The 2008 journey thus far: 270 Locks; 408Miles; 55 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
Rain again as I made the tea, a short day in prospect having only to reach the top of Wigan flight.
We delayed moving until 10am, in a dry spell. We passed Botany Bay, formerly Canal Mill, which now has 5 floors of shopping, restaurant and coffee bars; a garden centre and children’s play area.
Canal Mill was built in 1855 for Richard Smethurst, the mill having a very short working life as it was an early casualty of the Cotton Famine owing to the American civil war. Closure was the unfortunate result in 1861. During the intervening years, a variety of owners then carried on many tasks concerned with the cotton industry; final closure came in the late 1950’s.
We called in at PB Mechanical services, Chorley for diesel (80p/litre) and Gas. The transaction took a few minutes, the chatting took considerably longer. What a friendly bunch they were; a pig roast was to take place this evening washed down with a barrel of ‘Black Sheep’, an excellent drop of the brewer’s craft. Moving away, the next call was at White Bear Marina, to empty the Portapotti.
Regular readers may have detected a certain animosity, either express or implied, toward BW.
I would like to place on record that I have today witnessed a shining example of the compliance, by the aforementioned BW, with their remit to care for the heritage of the waterways.
When we visited this Marina some six years ago, BW (later to be BWML, a clouding of the issue which remains unaddressed) had just completed the purchase. The building has been left in the original state, absolutely untouched. I could find no evidence of ownership apart from a gate with a 4 inch by 6 inch security notice which had BWML on the bottom. Indeed, a fine example.
Onward again, shorter, heavy showers, we arrived at our mooring place opposite the golf club.
In the evening, a birthday party was held at the clubhouse which ended with a good firework display, visible from our mooring.
Weather – Short rain showers, very strong wind.
Wet brickwork (comment, not instruction)
FRIDAY. At Br79a, Botany Bay, Chorley
The 2008 journey thus far: 270 Locks; 400Miles; 55 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
Just for a change, I awoke to the sound of rain. I have given up trying to understand the morning Radio 4 weather forecast. I have discussed this subject with people of a similar age; the consensus seems to be as follows – collectively, we are becoming rapidly senile or the forecasters set out deliberately to confuse so that they never get it wrong. We started off in rain, and that was how it remained apart from a few short dry spells. Entering Blackburn, on the towpath by each bridge hole there was a heap of very rusty rubbish, mainly trolleys and pushchairs with the odd motorcycle or two. Well done BW! I hope that they get around to the removal before the yobs get busy.
We were approaching Imperial Mills; a favourite of mine amongst the mills along this canal. Built about 1900 of brick, it has 3 or 4 stories according to your viewpoint; with two cupola towers. A wonderful building, of course it is now deteriorating, more rapidly over the six years since I looked last upon it. Half of one floor seems to be in use, the rest looks derelict part boarded up with ironwork, windows and doors missing. How sad.
Further along the canal is Daisyfield Mill is another brick built mill, which now is home to a variety of offices and at one time, Granada Television whose logo is still to be seen on the wall.
A boat came towards us, the boater cheerfully telling us ‘Your road, I’ve just come up’ As the flight of six locks appeared, the rain began slightly heavier. Two BW men appeared, they were fixing new warning notices for the cills, graphics now; how on earth have boaters managed for the last 200 years!
We saw the only other boat eastbound shortly before Riley Green, I know that the weather has been wet, but the canal has been really quiet after Foulridge where most of the hire boats seem to head back to Silsden. Arriving at Johnsons Hillock, it was dry, we started down the flight. Before we drained the first lock, the rain began, set in for the rest of the trip. We tied up before the winding hole at Br 79a and scuttled inside at the rain became heavier.
Weather – Rain, strong wind.
The 2008 journey thus far: 270 Locks; 400Miles; 55 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
Just for a change, I awoke to the sound of rain. I have given up trying to understand the morning Radio 4 weather forecast. I have discussed this subject with people of a similar age; the consensus seems to be as follows – collectively, we are becoming rapidly senile or the forecasters set out deliberately to confuse so that they never get it wrong. We started off in rain, and that was how it remained apart from a few short dry spells. Entering Blackburn, on the towpath by each bridge hole there was a heap of very rusty rubbish, mainly trolleys and pushchairs with the odd motorcycle or two. Well done BW! I hope that they get around to the removal before the yobs get busy.
We were approaching Imperial Mills; a favourite of mine amongst the mills along this canal. Built about 1900 of brick, it has 3 or 4 stories according to your viewpoint; with two cupola towers. A wonderful building, of course it is now deteriorating, more rapidly over the six years since I looked last upon it. Half of one floor seems to be in use, the rest looks derelict part boarded up with ironwork, windows and doors missing. How sad.
Further along the canal is Daisyfield Mill is another brick built mill, which now is home to a variety of offices and at one time, Granada Television whose logo is still to be seen on the wall.
A boat came towards us, the boater cheerfully telling us ‘Your road, I’ve just come up’ As the flight of six locks appeared, the rain began slightly heavier. Two BW men appeared, they were fixing new warning notices for the cills, graphics now; how on earth have boaters managed for the last 200 years!
We saw the only other boat eastbound shortly before Riley Green, I know that the weather has been wet, but the canal has been really quiet after Foulridge where most of the hire boats seem to head back to Silsden. Arriving at Johnsons Hillock, it was dry, we started down the flight. Before we drained the first lock, the rain began, set in for the rest of the trip. We tied up before the winding hole at Br 79a and scuttled inside at the rain became heavier.
Weather – Rain, strong wind.
Swing bridges again
THURSDAY. At Br107, west of Rishton
The 2008 journey thus far: 257 Locks; 388Miles; 55 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
7.45am was our start time today, as the forecast promised rain all day but heavier in the afternoon.The destination was bridge 109 at the south end of the M65 aqueduct at Rishton.
At the Clough Bank moorings, we saw Aleecia, a boat previously moored at Crick marina
which had been repainted some three years ago. It looked very good, apart from the name which had faded; we were fairly sure had been done in gold leaf.
We moored up at 10.30am and the rain did get heavier.
We decided to move a bit further in late afternoon as the rain had stopped. It began again about five minutes before we moored up at Br107. This is about four miles before the locks at Blackburn which we will tackle early tomorrow.
Weather – Light rain, then heavy rain, strong wind. Short dry interval then more rain.
The 2008 journey thus far: 257 Locks; 388Miles; 55 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
7.45am was our start time today, as the forecast promised rain all day but heavier in the afternoon.The destination was bridge 109 at the south end of the M65 aqueduct at Rishton.
At the Clough Bank moorings, we saw Aleecia, a boat previously moored at Crick marina
which had been repainted some three years ago. It looked very good, apart from the name which had faded; we were fairly sure had been done in gold leaf.
We moored up at 10.30am and the rain did get heavier.
We decided to move a bit further in late afternoon as the rain had stopped. It began again about five minutes before we moored up at Br107. This is about four miles before the locks at Blackburn which we will tackle early tomorrow.
Weather – Light rain, then heavy rain, strong wind. Short dry interval then more rain.
What's in a name
WEDNESDAY. At Rose Grove (Burnley)BW services
The 2008 journey thus far: 257 Locks; 377 Miles; 51 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
I was awoken by the sound of Geese, domestic, not Canada; who had been occupying the towpath opposite and were noisily complaining about the presence of dogs and their owners. The eleven geese took to the canal and failed to qualify for the synchronised swimming event. They were all over the place – honestly, a complete gaggle.
We had breakfast and moved a short distance to the moorings at Morrisons. I stocked up the cellar with beer and lemonade as I am sure that summer will arrive requiring the dispensing of the humble shandy. Myra stocked up with important food and vegetables. Once underway, I was subjected to a series of heavy but short lived showers of rain as we headed for Burnley.
There is another marina almost finished on the outskirts, I wonder how long before all the moorings are taken up. A quick look would seem to indicate about 90 berths.
We saw more derelict factories, including at the south end of the impressive embankment, the BW maintenance yard, boarded up since our visit six years ago. BW must have forgotten about it as I am sure that in their role as custodians of the unique canal heritage of Britain, the site could have been preserved and improved with the addition of an enabling development of 150 waterside apartments. (Just send my consultant fees to my home address)
We moored at the Rose Grove service block; we had a shower and then Myra went off to buy fish and chips from the shop over the canal bridge. They were excellent both in flavour and value at £5.60 in total. The shop, Maureen’s, had been recommended to us; we can happily do the same.
Later, the local butcher supplied us with some individual pies; pork and apple, pork with garlic and plain pork. Good locally produced food with a lovely taste.
Local entertainment was provided after supper by three lads floating along the canal on door sized slabs of insulation, using lengths of four by two as paddles. One of them had the deluxe model slab, with a seat from a stack of smaller insulation pieces. They were having a great time and were friendly, cheerful and polite. We did however, decline their request to lend them our engine to let them move faster.
Weather – Rain showers, some heavy, strong wind.
The 2008 journey thus far: 257 Locks; 377 Miles; 51 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
I was awoken by the sound of Geese, domestic, not Canada; who had been occupying the towpath opposite and were noisily complaining about the presence of dogs and their owners. The eleven geese took to the canal and failed to qualify for the synchronised swimming event. They were all over the place – honestly, a complete gaggle.
We had breakfast and moved a short distance to the moorings at Morrisons. I stocked up the cellar with beer and lemonade as I am sure that summer will arrive requiring the dispensing of the humble shandy. Myra stocked up with important food and vegetables. Once underway, I was subjected to a series of heavy but short lived showers of rain as we headed for Burnley.
There is another marina almost finished on the outskirts, I wonder how long before all the moorings are taken up. A quick look would seem to indicate about 90 berths.
We saw more derelict factories, including at the south end of the impressive embankment, the BW maintenance yard, boarded up since our visit six years ago. BW must have forgotten about it as I am sure that in their role as custodians of the unique canal heritage of Britain, the site could have been preserved and improved with the addition of an enabling development of 150 waterside apartments. (Just send my consultant fees to my home address)
We moored at the Rose Grove service block; we had a shower and then Myra went off to buy fish and chips from the shop over the canal bridge. They were excellent both in flavour and value at £5.60 in total. The shop, Maureen’s, had been recommended to us; we can happily do the same.
Later, the local butcher supplied us with some individual pies; pork and apple, pork with garlic and plain pork. Good locally produced food with a lovely taste.
Local entertainment was provided after supper by three lads floating along the canal on door sized slabs of insulation, using lengths of four by two as paddles. One of them had the deluxe model slab, with a seat from a stack of smaller insulation pieces. They were having a great time and were friendly, cheerful and polite. We did however, decline their request to lend them our engine to let them move faster.
Weather – Rain showers, some heavy, strong wind.
Monday, 14 July 2008
It is all downhill fom here........................
TUESDAY. At Junction 13, M65 Motorway
(Br 141c Leeds & Liverpool canal)
The 2008 journey thus far: 257 Locks; 368.5 Miles; 51 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
Looking out of the window this morning, I could see only mist. There was fine drizzle falling as we had breakfast. We had planned to moor at the bottom of Barrowford locks, which was an easy journey. We waited until the drizzle stopped and off we went. The scenery was still good, but as we were on the summit level, making the most of it as after Barrowford, we would be dropping down into the urban areas of Nelson, Burnley and a short stretch before Blackburn. Between bridges 150 and 149
the canal feeder from Whitemoor reservoir marks the old Yorkshire/Lancashire boundary.
Heavy rain was falling as we arrived at Foulridge tunnel, we had ten minutes to wait for the green light permitting our entry. It was also raining at the West side as we left, we stopped before the locks and tied up. Should the weather clear, we will go down as planned.
At 3pm the weather had brightened and we moved off. We did four locks with no problem, on leaving the fifth, the lower pound was down at least a foot. The next pound was down two feet, and at that moment, the lockie arrived.
We chatted to him and remembered that we had met him when we shared a lock with his brother and mother on their boat six years ago. His brother is still fit and well, his mother died two years ago, aged 85. He told us that his mother was at her happiest when working locks, her late husband was the lockie at Bank Newton; where his brother was born. He told us not to stop at the bottom of the locks, because of yobs, but to go on until we had passed the Flat top bridge.
We did and found the new Pendle boaters recycling moorings. A water point, bins for plastic, tins, paper, general rubbish AND an oil bank. Well done Pendle! Myra changed into overalls and changed the engine and gearbox oil and the engine oil filter.
We put the old oil in the recycling bank, as well as the oil from the last oil change which was still on board. What a good idea, there should be similar facilities in other areas. The moorings were of tarmac and paving stones, security fencing, new recycled plastic landing stage with mooring rings. BW could have put the icing on the cake by dredging to enable boats to come alongside. We were about six inches out at the front and three feet at the back. Boaters cannot leave the mooring area as the sole access is through the depot and workshop where the dustcarts are based, but the gate is only unlocked when the bins require emptying. Another job done, and a safe mooring for the night.
Weather – Misty, then Overcast, Rain then dry spells, moderate wind.
(Br 141c Leeds & Liverpool canal)
The 2008 journey thus far: 257 Locks; 368.5 Miles; 51 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
Looking out of the window this morning, I could see only mist. There was fine drizzle falling as we had breakfast. We had planned to moor at the bottom of Barrowford locks, which was an easy journey. We waited until the drizzle stopped and off we went. The scenery was still good, but as we were on the summit level, making the most of it as after Barrowford, we would be dropping down into the urban areas of Nelson, Burnley and a short stretch before Blackburn. Between bridges 150 and 149
the canal feeder from Whitemoor reservoir marks the old Yorkshire/Lancashire boundary.
Heavy rain was falling as we arrived at Foulridge tunnel, we had ten minutes to wait for the green light permitting our entry. It was also raining at the West side as we left, we stopped before the locks and tied up. Should the weather clear, we will go down as planned.
At 3pm the weather had brightened and we moved off. We did four locks with no problem, on leaving the fifth, the lower pound was down at least a foot. The next pound was down two feet, and at that moment, the lockie arrived.
We chatted to him and remembered that we had met him when we shared a lock with his brother and mother on their boat six years ago. His brother is still fit and well, his mother died two years ago, aged 85. He told us that his mother was at her happiest when working locks, her late husband was the lockie at Bank Newton; where his brother was born. He told us not to stop at the bottom of the locks, because of yobs, but to go on until we had passed the Flat top bridge.
We did and found the new Pendle boaters recycling moorings. A water point, bins for plastic, tins, paper, general rubbish AND an oil bank. Well done Pendle! Myra changed into overalls and changed the engine and gearbox oil and the engine oil filter.
We put the old oil in the recycling bank, as well as the oil from the last oil change which was still on board. What a good idea, there should be similar facilities in other areas. The moorings were of tarmac and paving stones, security fencing, new recycled plastic landing stage with mooring rings. BW could have put the icing on the cake by dredging to enable boats to come alongside. We were about six inches out at the front and three feet at the back. Boaters cannot leave the mooring area as the sole access is through the depot and workshop where the dustcarts are based, but the gate is only unlocked when the bins require emptying. Another job done, and a safe mooring for the night.
Weather – Misty, then Overcast, Rain then dry spells, moderate wind.
Frogs and the Pennine way
MONDAY. At Barnoldswick
The 2008 journey thus far: 250 Locks; 361 Miles; 51 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
Rain delayed the start of play today, we intended to moor at East Marton and call in at Abbott’s Harbour Restaurant for tea and a slice of cake. On our previous visit six years ago, we were entertained by the 5 year old son of the owners. He had a pail, with some water in the bottom and a load of frogs which he insisted that we should look at, ‘pick one up if you would like to’. His younger sister was trying to scoop one up but was stopped each time by her brother. They made our day, their innocence and eagerness was very moving.
We enquired if a repeat performance was available, but were told that he had grown up (naturally) and was currently camping on the coast with his school. She remembered his fascination with frogs and the fact that the gardener was forever catching them, only to have them released by the lad.
We took tea on the terrace; well, outside, chatting to a teacher in his late 20’s walking the Pennine Way. A large breakfast was set in front of him, and for a moment or two I wondered if I had made the right choice. Our tea and (to be shared) gooey chocolate and cream cake arrived and after the first taste, my decision had been correct; it was wonderful!
The teacher was raised in Wirksworth, now working in Bilbao and a very keen hillwalker. He had a tent for emergencies, but was using pubs for accommodation and meals whenever possible. Such planning! We had lunch on Martlet and moved away for Greenberfield where we would stop and have a shower (yes, we have a shower on board, but there is more room in theirs!) in the BW facilities block. Facilities block; hmmmph. I suppose that toilet block is not sufficiently PC anymore, but at least in pre PC days you knew where you stood – if you take my meaning.
We were going to moor above the locks, through the bridge hole where we moored six years ago. Guess what, yet again BW have removed casual moorings and replaced them with long term ones.
So much for eliminating or reducing bankside moorings. Never mind the visitors, think of the revenue!
We had a telephone call soon after we tied up for the night, from a Sussex based friend who is in Castleton for a few days. He was hoping to see our new home; he may call on us when he is using his motor home later in the year.
Weather – Overcast, a few sunny spells, moderate wind.
The 2008 journey thus far: 250 Locks; 361 Miles; 51 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
Rain delayed the start of play today, we intended to moor at East Marton and call in at Abbott’s Harbour Restaurant for tea and a slice of cake. On our previous visit six years ago, we were entertained by the 5 year old son of the owners. He had a pail, with some water in the bottom and a load of frogs which he insisted that we should look at, ‘pick one up if you would like to’. His younger sister was trying to scoop one up but was stopped each time by her brother. They made our day, their innocence and eagerness was very moving.
We enquired if a repeat performance was available, but were told that he had grown up (naturally) and was currently camping on the coast with his school. She remembered his fascination with frogs and the fact that the gardener was forever catching them, only to have them released by the lad.
We took tea on the terrace; well, outside, chatting to a teacher in his late 20’s walking the Pennine Way. A large breakfast was set in front of him, and for a moment or two I wondered if I had made the right choice. Our tea and (to be shared) gooey chocolate and cream cake arrived and after the first taste, my decision had been correct; it was wonderful!
The teacher was raised in Wirksworth, now working in Bilbao and a very keen hillwalker. He had a tent for emergencies, but was using pubs for accommodation and meals whenever possible. Such planning! We had lunch on Martlet and moved away for Greenberfield where we would stop and have a shower (yes, we have a shower on board, but there is more room in theirs!) in the BW facilities block. Facilities block; hmmmph. I suppose that toilet block is not sufficiently PC anymore, but at least in pre PC days you knew where you stood – if you take my meaning.
We were going to moor above the locks, through the bridge hole where we moored six years ago. Guess what, yet again BW have removed casual moorings and replaced them with long term ones.
So much for eliminating or reducing bankside moorings. Never mind the visitors, think of the revenue!
We had a telephone call soon after we tied up for the night, from a Sussex based friend who is in Castleton for a few days. He was hoping to see our new home; he may call on us when he is using his motor home later in the year.
Weather – Overcast, a few sunny spells, moderate wind.
Round the bend................
SUNDAY. At East Marton Bends
The 2008 journey thus far: 247 Locks; 357 Miles; 51 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
We are very much the short haul boaters at present. We moved away at 8.58am (Sid Sharman please note!) and headed for the Bank Newton flight of locks. Rising in the first, I saw a BW lockie preparing the next lock for us. We were the only boat ascending the flight, but seven were descending including a couple that were wide boats. The lockie was tearing about asking people to wait before letting out a lock full into his carefully balanced pounds. He was not entirely successful and the bywashes were working well. There was a dead sheep above the top lock, which had been afloat for a while by the ‘blown’ nature of the carcass. We moved carefully by and on to one of the best mooring areas on the whole system - the bends at East Marton. The canal twists and turns over 1 1/2 miles, with really good views and deep water to the banks. We had moored up and were chatting to a couple on the towpath, who then joined us for a pot of tea. They live in Kendal, having moved up from Exeter when he retired 14 years ago. He started work on the railway at Weymouth shed just after the 1948 nationalisation; but as he confirmed, the GWR almost ignored it and went their own way with working methods that had stood the test of time. Myra chatted to his wife whilst I listened to his stories of life on the footplate. After a couple of hours they decided to finish their walk, albeit a shorter one than originally planned. In the late afternoon, Myra and I went for a wander along the towpath and chatted to some boaters that we had met at Lemonroyd lock last month. They told us about a new permissive path leading from the towpath down to the Pennine Way which made a good circular walk; we followed the path and had a pleasant walk with great views ending back on the canal a short distance from Martlet.
Weather – Overcast, bright sunny spells, strong wind.
The 2008 journey thus far: 247 Locks; 357 Miles; 51 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
We are very much the short haul boaters at present. We moved away at 8.58am (Sid Sharman please note!) and headed for the Bank Newton flight of locks. Rising in the first, I saw a BW lockie preparing the next lock for us. We were the only boat ascending the flight, but seven were descending including a couple that were wide boats. The lockie was tearing about asking people to wait before letting out a lock full into his carefully balanced pounds. He was not entirely successful and the bywashes were working well. There was a dead sheep above the top lock, which had been afloat for a while by the ‘blown’ nature of the carcass. We moved carefully by and on to one of the best mooring areas on the whole system - the bends at East Marton. The canal twists and turns over 1 1/2 miles, with really good views and deep water to the banks. We had moored up and were chatting to a couple on the towpath, who then joined us for a pot of tea. They live in Kendal, having moved up from Exeter when he retired 14 years ago. He started work on the railway at Weymouth shed just after the 1948 nationalisation; but as he confirmed, the GWR almost ignored it and went their own way with working methods that had stood the test of time. Myra chatted to his wife whilst I listened to his stories of life on the footplate. After a couple of hours they decided to finish their walk, albeit a shorter one than originally planned. In the late afternoon, Myra and I went for a wander along the towpath and chatted to some boaters that we had met at Lemonroyd lock last month. They told us about a new permissive path leading from the towpath down to the Pennine Way which made a good circular walk; we followed the path and had a pleasant walk with great views ending back on the canal a short distance from Martlet.
Weather – Overcast, bright sunny spells, strong wind.
Saturday, 12 July 2008
Locking again
SATURDAY. At Priest Holme Aqeuduct
The 2008 journey thus far: 241Locks & 355.5 Miles & 51 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
A fine drizzle was falling outside as I lit the gas under the kettle. By the time that the water had boiled, the drizzle had stopped and a few sun rays could be seen. We had a leisurely breakfast, moving off with a bit of difficulty as the wind was blowing onto the side. I had been forbidden by Myra to push the boat until my back was back to normal, she had gone to open the swing bridge. I was right across the very shallow canal before I could regain steerage way and move forward.
The sun was now bright and it was a pleasure to be boating, the scenery was beautiful. We had three locks to do before topping up with water and for Myra to go shopping in the village. The landing for the first lock was fitted with very small bollards. I hope that the price was right as they were useless. The rope slipped off no matter which way it had been led around. I can only hope that they are not to be the new standard BW bollard.
At the second lock we were met by a very cheerful BW seasonal lockie, who helped us with that and the next one. We topped up the tank, had a shower each and on her return with a Gargrave pork pie and the saturday paper, we had lunch before moving off to Priest Holme Aqueduct where we would stop for the night. Myra was chatting at the next lock to a couple from Norway. They had seen canals before, but not a narrowboat. They came on board Martlet, rode up to the next lock as Myra gave them the guided tour. They stayed for the ride up the lock and had their pictures taken at the tiller. Their company provided a pleasant interlude on our journey. The seasonal lockie arrived at the last lock as we did and helped us through, we chatted for a while and then moved away to moor for the night.
Weather – Dry, few sunny spells, strong wind.
The 2008 journey thus far: 241Locks & 355.5 Miles & 51 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
A fine drizzle was falling outside as I lit the gas under the kettle. By the time that the water had boiled, the drizzle had stopped and a few sun rays could be seen. We had a leisurely breakfast, moving off with a bit of difficulty as the wind was blowing onto the side. I had been forbidden by Myra to push the boat until my back was back to normal, she had gone to open the swing bridge. I was right across the very shallow canal before I could regain steerage way and move forward.
The sun was now bright and it was a pleasure to be boating, the scenery was beautiful. We had three locks to do before topping up with water and for Myra to go shopping in the village. The landing for the first lock was fitted with very small bollards. I hope that the price was right as they were useless. The rope slipped off no matter which way it had been led around. I can only hope that they are not to be the new standard BW bollard.
At the second lock we were met by a very cheerful BW seasonal lockie, who helped us with that and the next one. We topped up the tank, had a shower each and on her return with a Gargrave pork pie and the saturday paper, we had lunch before moving off to Priest Holme Aqueduct where we would stop for the night. Myra was chatting at the next lock to a couple from Norway. They had seen canals before, but not a narrowboat. They came on board Martlet, rode up to the next lock as Myra gave them the guided tour. They stayed for the ride up the lock and had their pictures taken at the tiller. Their company provided a pleasant interlude on our journey. The seasonal lockie arrived at the last lock as we did and helped us through, we chatted for a while and then moved away to moor for the night.
Weather – Dry, few sunny spells, strong wind.
Bridge hopping
FRIDAY. At High Gate Swing Bridge No.
The 2008 journey thus far: 235 Locks & 352.5 Miles & 50 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
We awoke to the reassuring sound of rain on the roof. The Met Office digital rainfall predictor (a length of seaweed) has again proved its worth. On looking across towards Gargrave, the hill was missing - as was the rock face edge above Thorlby. The mist only cleared as the rain became heavier. We had planned to move about one mile along to the next swing bridge if the rain stopped, otherwise we had good books to keep us occupied. The temperature fell during a heavy shower and hastily convened quorum voted in favour of lighting the fire. Well, it is only July after all. It was snug and wonderful, I did not mind if the rain set in for the rest of the day.
In the event, the rain stopped at about 4pm, we prepared to move off, waited for a hire boat to pass and followed them. They were having a bit of trouble getting used to steering and ran aground. We came up to them and advised them to use a lot higher revs in reverse. They did and their boat came off the mud as we passed them. We moored up before High Gate bridge with stunning views all around, closing the covers just as the rain began to fall. The hire boat passed by when heavy rain was falling, both members of the crew were smiling and waving; they could end up as boaters!
Weather – Rain, rain and more rain. One interval of about one hour.
The 2008 journey thus far: 235 Locks & 352.5 Miles & 50 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
We awoke to the reassuring sound of rain on the roof. The Met Office digital rainfall predictor (a length of seaweed) has again proved its worth. On looking across towards Gargrave, the hill was missing - as was the rock face edge above Thorlby. The mist only cleared as the rain became heavier. We had planned to move about one mile along to the next swing bridge if the rain stopped, otherwise we had good books to keep us occupied. The temperature fell during a heavy shower and hastily convened quorum voted in favour of lighting the fire. Well, it is only July after all. It was snug and wonderful, I did not mind if the rain set in for the rest of the day.
In the event, the rain stopped at about 4pm, we prepared to move off, waited for a hire boat to pass and followed them. They were having a bit of trouble getting used to steering and ran aground. We came up to them and advised them to use a lot higher revs in reverse. They did and their boat came off the mud as we passed them. We moored up before High Gate bridge with stunning views all around, closing the covers just as the rain began to fall. The hire boat passed by when heavy rain was falling, both members of the crew were smiling and waving; they could end up as boaters!
Weather – Rain, rain and more rain. One interval of about one hour.
Friday, 11 July 2008
Thursday, 10 July 2008
The Curfew tolls the knell of parting day..........
THURSDAY. At Thorlby swing bridge, Br.194
The 2008 journey thus far: 235 Locks & 351.5 Miles & 49 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
I wandered into Focus store at Skipton as I needed to replace the smoke alarm and buy a length of 22mm pipe insulation, this I then split along the seam and fitted over the lip inside the rear slide. This prevents a draught in the rear cabin when the wind blows hard. Myra went shopping in Morrisons, I went as well, for the smoke alarms in Focus were £9.99, in Morrisons, they were £3.99. I bought two, as the one at home also needed replacing. We had a telephone call from Chris (CanvasMan), James could call in this afternoon and sort out the bars and look at the slack top panels of the cratch cover. Hooray! James arrived and replaced the bulkhead fitting for the right hand bar correctly. He then looked at the cover and decided to take the bars away and have them bent outwards so as to tension the top panel. It seems like a good idea, we await their return and fitting with interest. That is putting it mildly.
After he had left us, and given that the weather forecast for tomorrow is for rain; we decided to move off and after emptying the PortaPotti, head for Thorlby swing bridge. We said our goodbyes to the Atkinsons on Nb Bison and headed off into the countryside. I had marked Thorlby on Nicholsons guide as a good mooring from our last visit. It was three swing bridges and two and a half miles away, just right for topping up the batteries. We travelled in glorious sunshine, but with clouds building on the horizon. We managed to get the front within two feet of the bank and the back about four or five feet away; the view was stunning and that we decided that we would stay rather than try and get in closer elsewhere. I took photographs of the sunrays below the dark clouds and noticed that the cattle were moving slowly across the field in the foreground. Everything fitted pefectly, I thought of the wonderful Elergy written in a country churchyard by Gray and was transformed immediately back to an English Literature class at school. Yes - I do have a vivid imagination and a very long memory!
If it rains in the morning, we will stay put; with views like these we will watch the progress of showers from our dry vantage point.
Weather – Mainly dry, the odd light shower, bright sunshine. Heavy showers in evening.
The 2008 journey thus far: 235 Locks & 351.5 Miles & 49 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
I wandered into Focus store at Skipton as I needed to replace the smoke alarm and buy a length of 22mm pipe insulation, this I then split along the seam and fitted over the lip inside the rear slide. This prevents a draught in the rear cabin when the wind blows hard. Myra went shopping in Morrisons, I went as well, for the smoke alarms in Focus were £9.99, in Morrisons, they were £3.99. I bought two, as the one at home also needed replacing. We had a telephone call from Chris (CanvasMan), James could call in this afternoon and sort out the bars and look at the slack top panels of the cratch cover. Hooray! James arrived and replaced the bulkhead fitting for the right hand bar correctly. He then looked at the cover and decided to take the bars away and have them bent outwards so as to tension the top panel. It seems like a good idea, we await their return and fitting with interest. That is putting it mildly.
After he had left us, and given that the weather forecast for tomorrow is for rain; we decided to move off and after emptying the PortaPotti, head for Thorlby swing bridge. We said our goodbyes to the Atkinsons on Nb Bison and headed off into the countryside. I had marked Thorlby on Nicholsons guide as a good mooring from our last visit. It was three swing bridges and two and a half miles away, just right for topping up the batteries. We travelled in glorious sunshine, but with clouds building on the horizon. We managed to get the front within two feet of the bank and the back about four or five feet away; the view was stunning and that we decided that we would stay rather than try and get in closer elsewhere. I took photographs of the sunrays below the dark clouds and noticed that the cattle were moving slowly across the field in the foreground. Everything fitted pefectly, I thought of the wonderful Elergy written in a country churchyard by Gray and was transformed immediately back to an English Literature class at school. Yes - I do have a vivid imagination and a very long memory!
If it rains in the morning, we will stay put; with views like these we will watch the progress of showers from our dry vantage point.
Weather – Mainly dry, the odd light shower, bright sunshine. Heavy showers in evening.
Monday, 7 July 2008
Bus trips again!
WEDNESDAY. At Skipton
The 2008 journey thus far: 235 Locks & 349 Miles & 46 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
Myra took off to the laundrette whilst I took off on an information gathering exercise.
The buses to Settle leave at 45 minutes past each hour, and as Myra had returned quite quickly, we boarded the 10.45 and found ourselves in Settle some 40 minutes later. We went on our usual amble, looking into interesting alleys and side streets.
Before long, we came upon the magnificent building named ‘The Folly’ (pictured above) which was built in the 1670’s by one Richard Preston. Uncertainty surrounds the choice and date of the name; one theory is that the positioning of the corner mullioned windows represented a potential structural weakness. The passage of time has allowed this theory to be filed under the name of the building. The building is now home to the Museum of North Craven Life, but it was not open today and had no sign of opening times to be seen.
We ate our picnic in the market place and then walked to the Parish Church; I wanted to see a memorial to the Railway Navvies killed during the construction of the Settle and Carlisle line. It was high up in a niche in the porch. In the churchyard opposite the porch, there was a stone on the grave of John G. Owen, from Holyhead. He was a Navvy of 19 years of age, killed at Settle on Feb18th 1873. The stone displayed a fitting touch; his memorial inscription was in the Welsh language.
The church, consecrated in 1838, has two unusual features. Firstly it is dedicated to the Holy Ascension rather than to a saint and secondly, it is aligned on a North – South axis. The interior has a fine wrought iron screen behind the alabaster pulpit and alabaster font; amongst the fine glass windows, one at the front of the nave is by William Morris from a design by Burne-Jones.
We stopped off at Long Preston on our return journey mainly to visit the original Rohan clothing shop. I managed to get a pair of cord trousers wide and long enough to fit – amazing. We looked around the village and took a very good cup of tea in the village tea room. We arrived back on board Martlet some 20 minutes before the rain, boaters do get it right sometimes!
Weather today – Mainly dry, light scattered showers, heavy rain in evening.
The 2008 journey thus far: 235 Locks & 349 Miles & 46 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 20
Myra took off to the laundrette whilst I took off on an information gathering exercise.
The buses to Settle leave at 45 minutes past each hour, and as Myra had returned quite quickly, we boarded the 10.45 and found ourselves in Settle some 40 minutes later. We went on our usual amble, looking into interesting alleys and side streets.
Before long, we came upon the magnificent building named ‘The Folly’ (pictured above) which was built in the 1670’s by one Richard Preston. Uncertainty surrounds the choice and date of the name; one theory is that the positioning of the corner mullioned windows represented a potential structural weakness. The passage of time has allowed this theory to be filed under the name of the building. The building is now home to the Museum of North Craven Life, but it was not open today and had no sign of opening times to be seen.
We ate our picnic in the market place and then walked to the Parish Church; I wanted to see a memorial to the Railway Navvies killed during the construction of the Settle and Carlisle line. It was high up in a niche in the porch. In the churchyard opposite the porch, there was a stone on the grave of John G. Owen, from Holyhead. He was a Navvy of 19 years of age, killed at Settle on Feb18th 1873. The stone displayed a fitting touch; his memorial inscription was in the Welsh language.
The church, consecrated in 1838, has two unusual features. Firstly it is dedicated to the Holy Ascension rather than to a saint and secondly, it is aligned on a North – South axis. The interior has a fine wrought iron screen behind the alabaster pulpit and alabaster font; amongst the fine glass windows, one at the front of the nave is by William Morris from a design by Burne-Jones.
We stopped off at Long Preston on our return journey mainly to visit the original Rohan clothing shop. I managed to get a pair of cord trousers wide and long enough to fit – amazing. We looked around the village and took a very good cup of tea in the village tea room. We arrived back on board Martlet some 20 minutes before the rain, boaters do get it right sometimes!
Weather today – Mainly dry, light scattered showers, heavy rain in evening.
What show?
TUESDAY. At Skipton
The 2008 journey thus far: 235 Locks & 349 Miles & 46 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 18
A decision was taken yesterday evening to the effect that today, we would visit Pateley Bridge by bus, requiring a change of bus at Harrogate. Arriving at Skipton bus station 10 minutes early for the bus, we saw the long queue. In direct consequence of our meticulous planning and painstaking research, we have chosen to travel to Harrogate on the first day of the Great Yorkshire Show. ‘Where is this show located’ we hear you ask. ‘The showground at Harrogate’ we would reply. We managed to get a seat, there were three empty as the bus pulled out.
Nearing Harrogate, we passed RAF Menwith Hill with the similar large golf ball buildings that used to be on the moors near Goathland. Almost opposite was a site with five large wind turbines and another one, possibly two in construction. What a lot of effort for a system that produces power for 30% of the time and ruins the views of unspoilt countryside for miles around. I have a suggestion for locating
the proposed new wind farms in Palace Gardens, Westminster, St James Park and Hyde Park. Thinking about it, the area around the Royal Observatory at Greenwich would be ideal. Then ask how many people would not mind living close to them, I think that you might obtain a different answer.
We caught the Pateley Bridge bus and once out of Harrogate, the scenery was beautiful. We had not visited this area and we enjoyed the journey, although the destination was smaller than we had expected. There was a riverside walk, what a shame that the height of the trees prevented lovely views of the River Nidd and the beautiful stone bridge. Local council to note please.
The rain started, we took refuge in a nice stone built shelter and had a picnic looking at the bridge from the other side.
We walked around but I found it very difficult to take any photographs of the lovely buildings without the intrusion of all the road signs.
We returned to Skipton and enjoyed a fish supper from Bizzie Lizzie’s very close to our mooring.
Weather today - Scattered showers, and bright intervals.
The 2008 journey thus far: 235 Locks & 349 Miles & 46 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 18
A decision was taken yesterday evening to the effect that today, we would visit Pateley Bridge by bus, requiring a change of bus at Harrogate. Arriving at Skipton bus station 10 minutes early for the bus, we saw the long queue. In direct consequence of our meticulous planning and painstaking research, we have chosen to travel to Harrogate on the first day of the Great Yorkshire Show. ‘Where is this show located’ we hear you ask. ‘The showground at Harrogate’ we would reply. We managed to get a seat, there were three empty as the bus pulled out.
Nearing Harrogate, we passed RAF Menwith Hill with the similar large golf ball buildings that used to be on the moors near Goathland. Almost opposite was a site with five large wind turbines and another one, possibly two in construction. What a lot of effort for a system that produces power for 30% of the time and ruins the views of unspoilt countryside for miles around. I have a suggestion for locating
the proposed new wind farms in Palace Gardens, Westminster, St James Park and Hyde Park. Thinking about it, the area around the Royal Observatory at Greenwich would be ideal. Then ask how many people would not mind living close to them, I think that you might obtain a different answer.
We caught the Pateley Bridge bus and once out of Harrogate, the scenery was beautiful. We had not visited this area and we enjoyed the journey, although the destination was smaller than we had expected. There was a riverside walk, what a shame that the height of the trees prevented lovely views of the River Nidd and the beautiful stone bridge. Local council to note please.
The rain started, we took refuge in a nice stone built shelter and had a picnic looking at the bridge from the other side.
We walked around but I found it very difficult to take any photographs of the lovely buildings without the intrusion of all the road signs.
We returned to Skipton and enjoyed a fish supper from Bizzie Lizzie’s very close to our mooring.
Weather today - Scattered showers, and bright intervals.
In town tonight
MONDAY. At Skipton
The 2008 journey thus far: 235 Locks & 349 Miles & 46 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 16
We called in at Snaygill Boats on our way to Skipton, for some engine oil and to top up the diesel tank. Their price was 85p/litre, but having heard how it just keeps on going up, I have decided to keep the tank fairly full. We also filled up with water as it is free to customers. We had met the previous owners on our last trip along the Leeds and Liverpool, they were really friendly. The new owners have the same quality of service and we have heard good reports about the standard of their boats. We should really be sending an invoice to BW for dredging. We needed to turn around to allow the diesel hose to reach, and repeat the manoeuvre to continue our journey. We certainly moved some mud around and it was slow going, of course a boat appeared when we were across the canal, but they only had to slow a little and were quite happy about it. Moving off, Myra did the next swing bridge for us, held it for a wide beam community boat coming towards us and by the time that they had cleared the bridge, a hire boat came up travelling our way, so she waited also for them. We travelled behind them at slightly above tickover speed in heavy rain to Skipton, where we moored opposite the bus station just after the Keighley road bridge. We walked around the market stalls and the covered shopping area mainly to keep out of the rain. WH Smith still did not have the Railway Magazine for August, but I managed to obtain one at Martin’s. All is well.
Chris from Canvas Man will telephone tomorrow morning to arrange a suitable time for the cratch bar re-fitting.
Showers, lighter than yesterday and few bright intervals.
The 2008 journey thus far: 235 Locks & 349 Miles & 46 Swing\Lift Bridges
Journeys using bus pass: 16
We called in at Snaygill Boats on our way to Skipton, for some engine oil and to top up the diesel tank. Their price was 85p/litre, but having heard how it just keeps on going up, I have decided to keep the tank fairly full. We also filled up with water as it is free to customers. We had met the previous owners on our last trip along the Leeds and Liverpool, they were really friendly. The new owners have the same quality of service and we have heard good reports about the standard of their boats. We should really be sending an invoice to BW for dredging. We needed to turn around to allow the diesel hose to reach, and repeat the manoeuvre to continue our journey. We certainly moved some mud around and it was slow going, of course a boat appeared when we were across the canal, but they only had to slow a little and were quite happy about it. Moving off, Myra did the next swing bridge for us, held it for a wide beam community boat coming towards us and by the time that they had cleared the bridge, a hire boat came up travelling our way, so she waited also for them. We travelled behind them at slightly above tickover speed in heavy rain to Skipton, where we moored opposite the bus station just after the Keighley road bridge. We walked around the market stalls and the covered shopping area mainly to keep out of the rain. WH Smith still did not have the Railway Magazine for August, but I managed to obtain one at Martin’s. All is well.
Chris from Canvas Man will telephone tomorrow morning to arrange a suitable time for the cratch bar re-fitting.
Showers, lighter than yesterday and few bright intervals.
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