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Friday 19th August 2016

The summer weather had taken a turn for the worst & when we awoke this morning it was pouring with rain, dark & very gloomy, however the trusty weathermen had suggested that it would brighten after lunch, so we all agreed to wait & leave Hapton once the rain eased & it brightened up.

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Around 1pm we saw a glimmer of brightness, nb Pheobe Joan has a pram cover so they were ok, we donned our safari hats & showerproof jackets & set off, it brightened up nicely for about 10 minutes, then the heavens opened & the rain didn’t stop!

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We came through Clayton le Moors, negotiated 3 swing bridges, there are 4 on the map but  Rileys swing bridge seems to be disused & permanently open.

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We passed the Leeds & Liverpool halfway marker at Church.

We were hoping to moor at Rishton but probably because it was pouring with rain & we were the only dafties on the move there were no spaces at Rishton.  What the hell, we were soaked through the showerproof jackets now so we carried on & headed for Side Beet Bridge, this is the recommended safest stopping place before passing through Blackburn, so we had to stop there!

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Eventually we arrived at the bridge & there were no moorings, we both managed to get onto a rough section of bank just before the bridge, Jeremy & I walked through the bridge & saw one space nearly big enough for their 50ft boat so we walked back debating on them moving, another boater must have seen us & called down & offered to move along closing the gap & making room for them, this meant we could pull forward in the rougher area enabling us to get on & off without risking broken limbs! Blackburn1

This picture was taken about an hour after we moored up, we settled down with some wine & food, put the heating on to dry the clothes out!

Jeremy & Rachel were at the posh end & we were in the undergrowth & the rain returned!

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Saturday 20th August 2016

It rained & it rained. We stayed put & decided to tackle Blackburn on Sunday.

Colin spent the day making more lucky Touchwood key rings & I cooked. I made garlic soup, corned beef hash & red velvet cake, 2 slices of which were taken along to those at the posh end! There was enough corned beef hash for tomorrow aswell as tea today & we may need a quick easy meal tomorrow depending on how Blackburn goes.

It rained all day, only 1 boat came past us all day!

 

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Tuesday 16th August 2016 

Barrowford is lovely but the “towpathers” are mainly joggers or dog walkers so we decided not to trade but to have a day doing something for us & we liked the pretty town so we ventured across the sheep field again, past the pretty flowers , along the river to the Pendle Heritage Centre.

This is the old Toll House at the bridge just before the Heritage centre.

The heritage centre occupies Park Hill, a two-storey former farmhouse which has a 1661 date stone but was developed over an extended period between the 16th century and the beginning of the 18th century. The centre has an 18th-century walled garden and woodland walk, and houses the Pendle Arts Gallery.

Park Hill is an old farmhouse that has been restored using traditional building techniques to provide visitors with an insight on how the house has been developed and adapted from the 15th century.

I found the explanation of the holes in the wall of Park hill fascinating & any of my acquaintances  from Golcar & Holmfirth will probably already know about these as they appear in buildings there.

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We walked around the walled garden, picked some of the purple pod peas & enjoyed them as we wandered. We looked at the timber framed barn, a massive barn, the main arches made from a suitably bend log, split in half to form the arch. You can see the stables too.

One thing i did notice in the exhibition was the beautiful handwriting in some of the old documents. I wish I could have handwriting like this & that we still taught good handwriting to kids.

 

The Pendle Witches

The rest of the exhibition is dedicated to the story of The Pendle Witches. The trials of the Pendle witches in 1612 are among the most famous witch trials in English history, and some of the best recorded of the 17th century. The twelve accused lived in the area around Pendle Hill in Lancashire, and were charged with the murders of ten people by the use of  witchcraft.   It was a time when witchcraft was not only feared but also fascinated those from common village folk to King  James I  who had been greatly interested in witchcraft even before he took the throne in 1603 The scepticism of the king became reflected in the feelings of unrest about witchcraft among the common people.

It is important to understand the background to the events of these trials. Six of the eleven “witches” on trial came from two rival families, the Demdike family and the Chattox family, both headed by old widows in their 80’s, Elizabeth Southerns known as “Old Demdike”and Anne Whittle “Mother Chattox”.

Old Demdike had been known as a witch for fifty years; it was an accepted part of village life in the 16th century that there were village healers who practised magic and dealt in herbs and medicines. The extent of the spate of witchcraft reported in Pendle at this time perhaps reflected the large amounts of money people could make by posing as witches.

The story began with an altercation between one of the accused, Alizon Device, and a pedlar, John Law.  Alizon, either travelling or begging on the road to Trawden Forest, passed  John Law and asked him for some pins (it is not known whether her intention was to pay for them or whether she was begging). He refused and Alizon cursed him. It was a short while after this that John Law suffered a stroke, for which he blamed Alizon and her powers. When this incident was brought before Justice Nowell, Alizon confessed that she had told the Devil to lame John Law. It was upon further questioning that Alizon accused her grandmother, Old Demdike, and also members of the Chattox family, of witchcraft. The accusations on the Chattox family seem to have been an act of revenge. The families had been feuding for years, perhaps since one of the Chattox family broke into Malkin Tower (the home of the Demdikes) and stole goods to the value of £1 (approximately the equivalent of £100 now). Furthermore, John Device (father of Alizon) blamed the illness that led to his death on Old Chattox, who had threatened to harm his family if they did not pay annually for their protection.

The deaths of four other villagers that had occurred years before the trial were raised and the blame laid on witchcraft performed by Chattox. James Demdike confessed that Alizon had also cursed a local child some time before and Elizabeth, although more reserved in making accusations, confessed her mother had a mark on her body, supposedly where the Devil had sucked her blood, which left her mad. On further questioning both Old Demdike and Chattox confessed to selling their souls.  Also Anne (Chattox’s daughter) was allegedly seen to create clay figures. After hearing this evidence, the judge detained Alizon, Anne, Old Demdike and Old Chattox and waited for trial.

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The story would have ended there had it not been for a meeting held at Malkin Tower by James Device (Alizon’s brother), for which he stole a neighbour’s sheep. Those sympathetic to the family attended but word reached the judge who felt compelled to investigate. As a result, a further eight people were summoned for questioning and then trial.

Nine year old Jennet Device was a key supplier of evidence for the Pendle witches’ trial which was allowed under the system from King James; all normal rules of evidence could be suspended for witch trials, someone so young would not have been able to supply key evidence normally. Jennet gave evidence against those who attended the meeting at Malkin Tower but also against her mother, sister and brotherer son John Bulcock, Alice Nutter, Katherine Hewitt, Alice Gray, and Jennet Preston.  Many of the allegations resulted from accusations that members of the Demdike and Chattox families made against each other, perhaps because they were in competition, both trying to make a living from healing, begging, and extortion.

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The trials were held at Lancaster between 17th and 19th August 1612.  Old Demdike never reached trial; the dark, dank dungeon in which they were imprisoned was too much for her to survive & she died there in the arms of her daughter.

After all that we had a coffee in the centre’s coffee shop & wandered back across that sheep field.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Saturday 13th August 2016

According to the weather forecast the wind is supposed to have dropped & no rain is forecast………well, it’s still blowing a hooley & it’s pouring with rain. I’m putting it down to the fact that we are at the summit of the Leeds & Liverpool Canal & on the Yorkshire Lancashire border.

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Even the cows are still laying down, looking very content though.

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When we walked down to have a look at the moorings by the tunnel yesterday we spotted some good firewood from a tree fallen on the opposite side of the canal, it must of fell right across as big logs were in the undergrowth down by the dry stone wall along the towpath side…….todays job! A lot of the logs were far too big for our tools but we added some to the winter stock pile. Why is it when you are new to this, you know you are not breaking any laws & not on private land but you feel guilty? I could never be a real criminal!

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This metal plaque on the towpath of the Leeds Liverpool Canal explains how wooden rollers protected bridges from the tow ropes used by horses when towing the canal boats.

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The sun eventually came out after lunch, we had gained a few logs & moved down to moor at The Wharf just before the Foulridge Tunnel.

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Café Cargo is well worth a visit & if you are a trader gets very busy. It is quite wide on the wharf as is at a winding hole, so plenty of room.

We decided to trade tomorrow, Sunday as the weather is supposed to be much improved.

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So this afternoon we took a short walk to the village.

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The plague below explains about the water trough situated outside the village hall that faces the village green.

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It has a pretty village green, just up the steps is a Butchers, Café & Chinese T/A & Florist.

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It turned out to be a beautiful evening after the rainy, windy start.

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Sunday 14th August 2016

We awoke to a lovely warm, still, sunny morning, ideal for some trading.

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We set up the shop, not expecting too much but were pleasantly surprised. we had a rush on “Touch Wood” Key Rings & sold quite a few mugs, one Witchy mug going to Japan to back up the story of the Pendle witches! another going to Spain to remind a lady of home Lancashire. As we were on the border we hedged our bets on stock, whilst Caley the dog supervised all day.

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Tomorrow will be a challenge as I hate being underground, I get very panic stricken & we have to go through the Foulridge Tunnel, but tonight a glass of wine will do after a successful & enjoyable day.

1 Mile    0 Locks     0 Swing Bridges      30 minutes

 

 

 

 

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Thursday 11th August 2016

The wind was still blowing a hooley & the rain was lashing, the Great British summer in all its glory, so we decided to have a day making soup & baking scones.

Newbie single hander Jayne moored behind us asked if she could travel up Greenfield locks with us tomorrow. of course will enjoy the company.

Friday 12th August 2016

It was still blowing a gales but was dry so we had some breakfast, gave Jill a knock both secured cats inside & set off.

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The canal is very windy on this stretch & with the strength of the wind it was quite hard going, only lost it a bit at one bridge which was a very tight turn going into the wind, then the 3 Greenfield locks. unexpectedly there was a volunteer lock keeper on duty, we think it was maybe because of the hire boat incident a couple of days before. He was a cheery chap & told me to hug the towpath between locks 1 & 2 to avoid being caught by the wind.

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the tight turn into a bridge where the wind caught us.

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We completed the locks & said cheerio to Jill as she headed off in front of us, we wanted to stop at Barnoldswick to get a few supplies in so we moored up just before Lower Park Marina. We walked back to Long Ing Bridge which is just a short walk to the co-op & other shops.

Near the county border with North Yorkshire, it is just outside the Yorkshire Dales National Park.

Barnoldswick is the highest town on the Leeds and Liverpool Canal, lying on the summit level of the canal between Barrowford Locks to the south west and Greenberfield Locks just north east of the town.

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We walked back to Long Ing Bridge which is just a short walk to the co-op & other shops.  The Dolphin Fish & Chip shop was open so on the way back we popped for some chips…….don’t bother, the worst yet. Very greasy & very overcooked.

Barnoldswick, with 12 letters, is one of the longest place names in the UK which doesn’t  repeat any letters. Only Buckfastleigh,  Buslingthorpe West Yorkshire and Buslingthorpe Lincolnshire are longer, each have 13 letters.

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Lower Park Marina

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Looking back at boats lined up at Lower Park Marina

Barnoldswick used to be a major cotton producing town, now it is the home base for Silent Night Beds who had the longest running strike by workers from 1985-1987.   Rolls Royce is also a major employer in the town, the model number of many Rolls Royce jet engines start with the initials RB  which stands for Rolls Barnoldswick, as Rolls Royce Aero design centre was  in Barnoldswick.

We set off again hoping to get a mooring at Salterforth outside the pub to trade for the weekend.

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Lovely spot but too high for me & the animals.

A lot more narrow stretches & tight bends then we happen upon the pub, private moorings before the bridge & only two moorings under the bridge adjacent to pub car park, both taken, nowhere else close suitable for trading. Oh, well we carry on & find a lovely spot about 1/2 mile on but unfortunately once moored up it was too high  & dangerous for the animals, so we upped pins & found a better spot  Hatters Bridge just past the private boat club,

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moored up then the boat was surrounded by hundreds of wasps…….oooops must of blocked a nest in the bank, moved just under the bridge & finally moored up for the day with a fab view over the Dales.

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From here the towpath provides a picturesque walk back to Barnoldswick or forwards to Foulridge.

3.5 Miles    3 Locks      0 Swing Bridges     2.5hrs

 

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July 2012

7th July & a weekend trip to the marina stopping Friday night at the Travel Inn at Huddefield North, which sits right on the banks of the River Colne & the water level was very high due to the recent downpours of this horrendous summers weather.

Good nights sleep as always in a Travel Inn, just like the ad says, thanks Lenny! we set off for Salithwaite to have another look at the Fish & Chip shop. our heads have been buzzing since the last trip with ideas & possibilities. Met with the owner again & struck a deal agreeing to pay holding deposit on Monday when back in Scotland. this is it we are doing it! These premises apparently have a chipping machine that produces Crinkle Cut Chips, I’ve never seen that in a Fish & Chip shop before!

If we can produce this as a take away I’ll be very happy, better get Colin booked up on a Fish Fryers course!

Had a look at the possible house available for rent in the village seems ok, not up to our usual standard but have been spoilt in Scotland for space & rural aspect of property.

It has an enclosed yard area for the dogs so we will know they are safe & not locked inside when we are working at the shop, plenty of space inside too, we can make it home. Contacted agents to say we want to go ahead.   Here comes mega amounts of form filling & outlay just to rent a home!.

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So, who would have thought that we would decide to embark on a career change from Timber Frame Designer & Sales Manager to Fish & Chip Shop proprietors? not us & by the comments certainly not our friends & family!

All very exited now, seems like a plan. Give up two very good jobs, move to a new area work together for ourselves. #boatsthattweet all very encouraging, lets ask them about the area we have found a potential business in…..Stalybridge.  Apparently not “fabulous” but we can see potential however premises need completely kiting out, everything including frying range has been removed, so let’s try to raise some extra finance & find a house to rent, our BIG dog mentioned previously on the blog is still in fine fettle & going strong but cannot manage the boat steps so we will have to rent whilst he is still with us but at least we can get That’s D’riculous closer.

This is the Hudderfield Narrow Canal as it is now restored running through Stalybridge, the potential premises are approx 500yds to the south canalside. We managed to find a suitable house however the way this countries finances are currently means that no extra finance can be raised to support our project.

Now is the time for a re-think, we’ve thunk! We love the scenery around this part of the UK, slightly further north it becomes less Manchester & even more scenic, lets look for some more Fish & Chip Shops with potential & maybe not so ambitious this time.

A quick weekend trip down to the marina in the middle of June meant we could go & do some official viewing around the Huddersfield area.  Beautiful scenery , very impressed & of course Yorkshire is the home of Fish & Chips. First stop was Batley north of Hudderfield, not for us, then Milnsbridge right on the canal just south of Hudderfield, the shop is on the left in this picture of the main street, could be a possible but at the top of our budget.

Next stop Slaithwaite (Slawit) ……lovely, a bit further south than Milnsbridge, feels like you are in the country, infamous Saddleworth Moor very close, Hudderfield Narrow Canal runs through the lower part of the village, natives seem very friendly, well within the budget……..this is the one!

This is where the Huddersfield Narrow Canal come into the northerly end of Slawit & runs alongside the main street.

Towards the south of the village there is a permanent Narrow Boat Cafe called Moonraker, she does a good bacon butty! a nice walks along the towpath. Just past Moonraker there is a guillotine lock. looking forward to getting to know the village better if we can make this dream happen.

This is the outside of the currently closed premises, in amongst the “chimney pots” at Hill Top, one of the higher points of the village away from the main street but only 5mins walk from the canal.

The view above shows how the village is on the hills both sides of the Colne Valley, this is looking toward the main part of the village, we have managed to find a possible a house just 200yds from the shop situated at the middle level just above the railway line which runs through the village adjacent to the canal as always. Getting very excited now!

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Friday 25th May 2012

Aqueduct Marina to Beeston Castle

After a rather warm night on the boat, (as the winter duvet was still on & arriving in the marina at 30mins past midnight I did not have the energy to find the summer one & change them over, so it was on top of the quilt & all windows open) we awoke to a beautiful clear warm Friday morning.

I was still cursing about Lochabers packing of the car on Thursday night resulting in the case of Guinness we had brought with us falling out when I opened the tailgate on arrival at the marina! Hissing cans of Guinness in a silent slumbering marina at midnight!

I emptied the rest of the bags from the car, it was really warm even at 7am, it was going to be a hot one! I popped some bacon in the oven & unpacked the bags. Lochaber decided to check the engine room just to make sure that we had no more exploding batteries before we set off instead he found a fan belt that needed replacing! This is a new boat with 174 running hours is it really time for a new fan belt? Anyway luckily we had spares so in half an hour a new one was fitted.

It was still really calm & getting warmer, so at 8.30am we decided to get going planning to stop around 11ish for a bite to eat & some” tweeting”.

The new marina entrance is making life so much easier getting in & out, so this trip we were off! Hang on, Lochaber is shouting frantically from the front of the boat “we have to go back, we have to go back!”  Why? ……Caley the mad Spaniel was NOT aboard, she has a very unfunny habit of sneaking off when you have your back turned for a split second. Oh great, that’s a good start this weekend, dropped Guinness, new fan belt, now the dogs gone awol!  We reversed back towards the marina, pulled in by the entrance & I MARCHED to where I knew she would be, yep there she was sitting by the car! I MARCHED back to the boat put the stupid animal on & we set off again.

Earlier I had just thrown some of the clothes on the bed to put away later, I started doing this whilst Lochaber had a turn on the tiller, the complete rail in the wardrobe decided to collapse dropping everything in the wardrobe to the floor, I shut the door & walked away, it was only 9.30am & we hadn’t even reached Barbridge yet!

It was quite busy at Barbridge alot of boats passing, for the first time we turned right at the junction, we had decided that due to missing the trip to Chester last time after the battery explosion we would do that trip this time instead.

Calveley was quite a busy spot on the way, cafe, water etc.

I had been worried about the double locks especially the staircase at Bunbury, only two locks together but quite daunting when it is the first time, as we pulled up behind another boat waiting for the locks I heard a load banging noise from the rudder area, a big tree branch! We got that out-of-the-way, now for the lock. The boat that was in the lock already had apparently grounded as the crew had not used the correct procedure with the paddles & had not got the water levels correct for moving from one lock to the next, eventually they got it sorted. As they had raised the water right back to the top & noticed a queue forming they opened one gate & we joined them hoping that with Lochabers help they would get it right this time.

We conquered our first double staircase! we accompanied them through the next lock at Tilstone too then went ahead to find a mooring, we wanted a relaxing weekend but after the events earlier we felt quite stressed so decided the sun was really hot & we needed some food & one of the remaining Guinness each. I made lunch & poured the Guinness whilst Lochaber went delving into the weed hatch to see if any more of the earlier tree debris had got entangled further, instead, on lifting the engine covers we were met by an overpowering smell of paint, paint? how can this be? On closer inspection the large tin of blue paint for our bodywork that had been left for us by the builder & always been stored here has had the bottom of the tin completely dissolved by the battery acid from the explosion even though all items in the engine room including the paint tins were washed down during the clean up. It was a 2.5litre tin & over half full, the paint had seeped out but luckily stayed on the upper shelf, however it is the type of paint that needs a hardener & of course that hadn’t leaked so the blue paint was still wet & would stay that way. The 5litre tin of blacking next to it was going through the same process although the bottom was still in tact but leaking, numerous swear words, hands full of black bags & wads of blue roll later we had it under control. I was so incensed I didn’t think about taking a photo but Lochaber looked like a “blue & white minstrel” by the time we had finished. He had gloves on to start with but due to the paint being so sticky & wet he couldn’t work with them on, some thirty minutes later, one knackered scrubbing-brush, half a bottle of Fairy Liquid his hands were very sore but clean!

The lunch was still waiting to be eaten & another Guinness each poured, I stepped off the side of the boat lunch in hand missed judged the corrugated style canal edge & oops, lunch in the air, leg in the water, dignity bruised!

How much more can we take today, all we wanted was a quiet weekend.

After remaking & eating lunch, we both felt so hot, bothered & stressed that we decided to have a siesta & carry on a bit further in the cool of the evening, about 20mins into my sleep…..bang!….Oh, Sorry about that! a passing boat trying to go between us & an oncoming boat rather than wait or slow down, hit us! Enough, I’m going back to sleep, can’t take anymore.

After a couple of hours rest & a nice cup we decided to do another hour to get a bit closer to Beeston Castle, the wind that had started around lunchtime had died down a bit so we headed off, it was quieter now so we did Beeston Stone Lock & Beeston Iron Lock on our own without any problems, quite happy getting the hang of these double locks now! all the mooring spaces had been taken so we headed on to Whartons lock & decided to stop after that one for the night. Went in with another smaller boat which had around 6 passengers so all paddles & gates were manned, all was going smoothly until our boat started to tilt to starboard……more &.more……something is wrong……things flying off worktops inside, cupboard doors flying open, I shouted up to those at the top “put water back in”……water back in quickly”…she was still tipping, a mad flurry of people above then suddenly she levelled out, I couldn’t see anything on the side of the lock that had snagged us, was it something in the bottom? we still have no idea as she stayed level on the second attempt.

Beeston Castle, nice reward for a rather tiring day.

This is just too much stress for one day, I’m mooring up for some supper & another Guinness. Lovely mozzarella & cherry tomato pizza in the oven, Guinness poured, a few tweets done……..Oh no! the pizza is burned!

Today 8 miles, 6.5hrs, 7 locks & a bucket load of stress!

Saturday 26th May 2012

Beeston Castle to Tattenhall Marina

Well, I am managing to sit & type this blog post a bit more calmly than yesterday!

After a good nights sleep with the winter duvet removed & the very light summer duvet on we awoke around 8am to a glorious day already started & warmed up without us. We decided to take a deep breath gather the thoughts on yesterday & have a relaxing day.

As I opened the side window the fabulous site of a young family of swans greeted me.

This was a better start, we had a good bacon sarnie & a cup of tea, did a few odd jobs, took Caley for a walk. It was quite breezy today but would have been too hot without it & the wind was behind us on the short run to Tattenhall Marina where there is a winding hole to turn.

As we started to leave the mooring at Beeston some canoeists appeared on the canal, battling a bit against the wind, especially the lady in the inflatable style canoe.

It was easy going with the wind behind us no locks on this short journey today, need a rest from locks after yesterday! We could see Beeston fading in the background. The Shroppie was quite busy today, must be the glorious weather.

We turned at Tattenhall & made our way back into the wind this time. It was only about lunch time but we said we wanted a relaxing day will be a longer day tomorrow with these double jeopardy locks again!

We got back to Beeston & stopped just before The Shady Oak pub on a quiet mooring & decided to go for some lunch. The pub garden was packed & right on canalside. The Black Sheep real ale was good, the cajun chicken in pitta bread with spicy fries was fabulous.

These two expensive toys were parked in the carpark, when they left the roar of the quads engine was impressive.

Suitably chilled today we made our way back to the boat for a few G & T’s  & some more canalside sun, plenty of passers by wanting to chat, one old fella telling us he had just been on holiday to Lochaber in Scotland! Moored just down from us is a Caraboat, Lochaber wants one!

 The family of swans we had seen earlier were on the way back to the nest after an outing, bless!

As I am sitting here typing the blog Lochaber is watching Eurovision, I have to say the evening bird song I can hear from the side window is far more beautiful than anything on the TV!

A picturesque end to a chilled out day, thank goodness.

Beeston Castle to Tattenhall, 1hr 20 mins, 2.5 miles, 0 locks, zero stress

Sunday 27th May 2012

I awoke around 7am feeling a lot more rested after a relaxing day yesterday.  We have decided to make our way south towards Barbridge today & leave our idyllic mooring just north of Bates Mill Bridge & the Shady oak Pub.  I was still a bit apprehensive about returning through the dreaded double locks, but when I pulled the blinds the sight that faced me put a smile on my face, what a perfect start to any day.

Egg rolls for a change today. a quick engine, fuel & battery check done we set off around 8am, it was far less windy today & therefore felt warmer.

We reached the dreaded Whartons Lock where we had tipped on the way north, but all was well locking up going south. She sighs with relief as we rise to the top.

We carried on at a leisurely pace towards Beeston Iron Lock, the gates, & sides are all made from iron panels, I don’t think it is as nice as the traditional locks.

Between BeestonIron Lock & Beeston Stone Lock is  a section of canal that is very close to the railway line, you can see the signal box  & just pass that is an area which looks like a stock/goods yard but we noticed it has alot of pill boxes……I think it may be something to do with a german Prisoner of war camp or transprtation of prisoners but i will try to do some more research & find out more detailed facts.

Beeston Stone Lock has a row of lock cottages alongside screened by some small trees, we noticed that one was for sale.

Rising up in Beeston Stone lock as a fibreglass boat waits to come in.  We headed onward to Tilstone  Lock. This is looking back northwards from Beeston Stone Lock.

The canal meanders along towards Tilstone lock, we noticed some very pretty looking side pond along this stretch.

It was very hot by now about 9.30am, but the canal was still fairly quiet, just how we like it, so we just cruised along very slowly enjoying the day.

We approached Tilstone lock, which was set in our favour, this morning had been kind to us either the locks were set in our favour or another boat was just coming out.

Tilstone Locks was set ready for the boat waiting to come in. One of the paddles is a bit sticky at this lock.

We carried on & decided to get Bunbury staircase locks out of the way before a lunchtime stop.

We arrived just north of bridge 104 at Calveley the mooring we almost empty & looked really peaceful, so we moored up for lunch…Reggae Reggae Spicy pasties & a cold Guinness….tasty!  Within half an hour three more boats arrived, you can see that’s D’riculous facing the camera second in the line. I walked across the bridge to the sanitary station to off load some rubbish. The view from the bridge looking north along The Shroppie was fabulous in the sunshine, happy holiday makers!

The other side of the bridge at Calveley was a different story & much busier.

As I wandered back after disposing of the rubbish, I decided that we could easily make it back to aqueduct tomorrow morning so we could stay here tonight, it was such a lovely spot.

By the time I got back Lochaber had come to the same conclusion & was pouring another Guinness.

Caley the spaniel has got a taste for it this weekend as well! So we let her have a few sips before sending her in for a swim, she had been very good after her initial disappearing act this weekend & not attempted to jump in at all, well maybe once but we tie her on whilst we are travelling now.

So that was us, we feasted on pork pies,  Chicken & pineapple freshly baked baguettes with chilli mayo enjoyed the sun, made friends with our neighbours from March in Cambridgeshire who had a recently repainted Black Prince boat that they are over the moon with. They have not renamed her yet & have travelled from the Middle Level & will be returning in September.

We managed to get some reflective mirror film on the front windows in the bedroom so we can have the sun streaming in at daybreak but without eyes peering in. I’ll let you know how it is when I wake up tomorrow.

Another beautiful sunset ends another lovely day on the Shroppie.

Bates Mill Bridge 109 to Calveley bridge 104 3.5 miles,  3.75hrs,  5 locks,

 

The next day the weather was glorious again & it was just a few hours back to the marina, through Barbridge an area we had got to know so well,

 

 passing Blue Meon on the way, I love this paintwork it is so clear & bright.

 

then on to, through & looking back at Minshull Lock,

It is 2012 the year of the Queens Diamond Jubilee & the London Olympic Games & the whole country seems to be celebrating despite the weather!

 

 

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