Tuesday 27 September Leek
Monday 26 September through
Cheddleton and Hazlehurst Junction to Leek
Showers greeted us, so we wrote diary and blog before setting out in
cool, damp, overcast weather.
Full locks forewarned us, as we passed through Wood's lock and
Cheddleton Flint Mill and two locks, to find three boats ascending
Hazlehurst Locks ahead of us. A three point turn saw Annie on the
Leek Arm from the top lock, after which, apart from a few narrows,
the feeder arm from Rudyard Lake followed a reasonably wide wooded
terrace above a scenic valley to the outskirts of Leek, where we
stopped at the pretty, quiet wide before the tunnel for lunch. After
the narrow tunnel, shaped like a Victorian sewer, John turned Annie
at the last winding hole, reversed up the arm in the drizzle until
met by vegetation and mud, then returned to moor at the visitor
moorings. After the long day yesterday, we sheltered from the
increasing rain, read, did puzzles and watched TV in the dry: Leek
tomorrow, hopefully!
Sunday 25 September Consall Forge
and Froghall, returning to near Cheddleton
Heavy rain woke us up several times, and we awoke to the sound of a
roaring weir. Steam Engine Hotspur pulled the first train of the day
past us. With a risen river, we could not pass under the low bridge
by the pub, so we sat in the sun, videoed the foamimg weir and did
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To impress our babies, we exercised and walked briskly two and a half
miles to Froghall, past overhanging Consall Station, winding hole and
lock by the Flint Mill, being converted to flats, parallel to the
railway to Froghall, where we passed the large military storage depot
and had a decent, filling Sunday lunch at the Railway Inn. To help
digest our meal, we walked over to the canal basin and inspected the
Uttoxeter Canal lock and basin resurrected by enthusiasts including
the WRGies. We strode back to Consall Forge, where Liana recovered
while John took Annie back to Froghall through several narrow lengths
a la Llangollen to the tunnel. John put the bow into the tunnel mouth
and we ascertained that the front pigeon box would foul the tunnel
even if we dismantled the cratch. Backing to the winding hole, we
returned to Consall Forge, having travelled both ways by rail, on
foot and canal!
John towed a seventy foot narrowboat off the Consall bridge above the
weir, to safety at moorings above, and advised the steerer to wait
for the river to calm. John decided to continue up the river, still
highish, through the river lock a mile above onto the canal, where we
moored in the dusk, surrounded by hundreds of pheasants making ready
for nightfall. John saw Liverpool's goals on late night TV –
hoorah!
Saturday 24 September Cheddleton,
Churnet Valley Railway and the Black Lion, Consall Forge
We had a lovely day today (again!): First, we walked the few yards to
the Flint Mill museum (well worth a visit) and talked to the friendly
man repairing the wood fittings. He started one of the two working
mill wheels for us. The flint was heated (calcined) first to make a
softer white chalky rock, which was then ground in the mill and used
to make white china-like pottery, which was popular at the time. We
saw that bone china is quite different, having 44% cattle bones.
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Passing down two locks, we stopped at the visitor moorings by
Cheddleton station, nudging the unclearly signed “underwater
obstruction” (Where? You don't know until you hit it!!).
Cheddleton Station is a joy, like Goathland on the North Yorkshire
Moors Railway.
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Diesel Sophie passing Annie moored at Consall Forge by Black Lion |
While we waited for the 1305 diesel Sophie, John managed to get a
guided tour of the engine shed and goods yard, where engines from
Poland and the USA were being renovated, and green tank engine
Hotspur was being prepared for Sunday.
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We were lucky to pick a day when the train travelled up a steep
incline to Ipstone, near Cauldon Lowe, a quarry, before returning and
going the other way, through Consall Forge ( where Liana bought tea
from a charming, if slow, old gentleman) to Froghall, paralleling
river and canal at times.
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John bought Hadfield's British Canals from the bookshop there, before
we returned.
Passing through Wood's lock, we navigated the narrow, shallow canal,
seeing the railway track and lots of pheasants. Oakmeadow Forge Lock
took us onto the river for a mile, relatively wide and deep, shaded
by trees in this valley. We moored between close to the railway
bridge and Black Lion pub at Consall Forge, so John could get a
picture of Annie, Black Lion and train, one of those famous canal
shots: Shame it wasn't a steam train!
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Liana heated up a superb steak pie we had bought in Milton butchers,
plus take-out chips from the pub. As phone and TV reception were bad,
we enjoyed a DVD, Freaky Friday, daft but fun.
Friday 23 September Milton to
Cheddleton on the Caldon canal (9 locks, 7 miles)
Groups of volunteers were cutting back hedges and verges, while
another cleared vegetation from Engine lock. The five Stockton Brook
locks are deep in cool, damp shade. John avoided the old swing bridge
obstruction just before the well kept Stoke on Trent Boat Club at
Endon Basin.
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We passed Park Lane Wharf services at Endon, our furthest point
reached in the past, and chatted to walkers and boaters as we
descended Hazelhurst Locks.
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All this part of the canal is shallow and narrow, just wide enough
for boats to pass, but bends can be tricky if you meet someone, as we
did! We moored in the sun just before the Flint Mill. A boat zoomed
past us in the dark, later, but the canal is so shallow, we barely
moved.
Thursday 22 September Pierpoint
Locks to Milton on the Caldon Canal (19 locks 14 miles)
330 Passing Junction at Kings Lock Middlewich, got diesel
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359 John at Hardings Wood Junction above Heartbreak Hill Top Lock
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Wednesday 21 September
Southwards along the Trent & Mersey Canal through Middlewich to
Hassall Green (19 locks, 11 miles)
322 moored at flash
Tuesday 20 September Leaving
Northwich and the Weaver, south to the Lion Salt Works and flashes
Brian and Jane Greaves on Emily (butty) Bronte (push tug / smithy)
have been great neighbours, so it will be a shame to leave them as we
ascend the Boat Lift and head south on the Trent & Mersey canal
today at 1000, hopefully.
Approaching Anderton |
About to enter the Boat Lift |
leaving the Boat Lift |
We went up the boat lift with a couple who had been held up before by
boat lift breakdown, and received their booking money back, so John
did the same while Liana popped dirty laundry to the car, parked
close by. Our £5 paid for tea and scones in the cafe! In the cool
but pleasant weather, we passed southward, past our old boat Osprey's
mooring at Anderton Marina and a queue for the services opposite,
into the country a few miles to the Lion Salt Museum at Marston,
where we paused to visit it. The site has been rescued from
dereliction, with new roofs, walls and floors, good displays, plus a
decent cafe and shop. Apart from weeds that could have been tidied,
it was a good informative visit. The sun encouraged us south, past
the rusty, steaming Tata Salt Works before Rudheath and Broken Cross
to moor with others at the popular scenic flash just beyond, where
sunken narrowboats once abounded before their resurrection. The
flashes are lakes caused by subsidence of land above salt workings.
Annie and John at the Lion Salt Works Museum, Marston |
Tata Chemical Works, ex-Brunner Mond |
Annie moored on Flash |
Monday 19 September Pontoons and
Blacksmiths
A rainy night dried up for us as we awoke and tied extra ropes to
the pontoon. John had agreed to tow it back to above Vale Royal Lock,
nearly four miles down river, so thought breasting up (side by side)
was a good idea, so the propeller wash wasn't hitting the pontoon.
Blacksmith Brian Greaves and John |
Gershwin, a dog of interesting parentage |
about to unmoor the pontoon, not the boat! |
moored in Vale Royal on the Weaver for welding repairs |
Liana and Jane Greaves look on |
forge boat Bronte |
approaching Vale Royal Locks with pontoon breasted up |
The initial 180 degree turn to exit Winsford Flash took a bit of
toing and froing, with a contrary wind, but we negotiated the turns
and motored gently past the salt union works and on to beautiful Vale
Royal. There we paused, mooring our pontoon against Emily Bronte's
pontoon, while blacksmith Brian cut out a rusty gutter beneath the
counter (back deck) floor and welded on a new piece of thick metal
with his arc welder, so rain will not drip into the engine bilge.
Walkers and boaters alike found the scene interesting! Once sorted,
we both continued and left our pontoons in the care of the lock
keepers at Vale Royal lock, after a bit of manouevring. Passing Hunts
Lock, unencumbered, we both moored overnight opposite the new
Northwich Marina. Anderton Boat Lift called to say one side had
broken down, so we would have to wait until tomorrow morning to
ascend. Liana shopped while John wore out another fibre disk
derusting near the new welded deck and repainting with iron oxide
paint. John and Jane heard cries for help, and spotted a lady in the
water opposite. She had fallen off a boat, so we directed her
neighbours to her and they hauled her out, wet but in one piece,
thankfully.
Sunday 18 September Winsford
Salt Festival
What a gorgeous day, again, great for the Winsford Salt Festival
organisers. John showed blacksmith Brian a welding job, which he
agreed to do. Brian also made us a metal scraper to clean out an
inaccessible, partly blocked gutter on Annie. It worked excellently!
We had a walk around the various tents. Crafts and artwork were
interesting, particularly glasswork. Later, we had a good home made
Sunday lunch in the welcoming Red Lion pub over the road, then
chilled out reading in the sunshine, waving back at the children who
passed us in the free trip boat frequently! Displays and performances
by magician, dancers and drum bands kept us amused, also. Winsford
Town council are making an effort: There is no doubt that the town is
much improved since our visit years ago: If they ever build the
planned inclined plane at the top of the flash to link with canals,
boats will throng there. It will be similar at Runcorn, at Weaver
mouth, if they rebuild their lock to link Runcorn canal arm with the
Weaver.
Later, some boats removed their bunting and left. Both Brian and John
agreed to tow our pontoons back down river tomorrow. John let hire
boat late arrivals use ours overnight to moor at, as the shallow
marina had little space.
Saturday 17 September
The lovely morning had us taking a free boat trip on the trip boat in
the sunshine, followed by walking over the bridge and up hill through
a pleasant park into town to shop and buy a paper. We bought some
Union Flag bunting to decorate the boat, too, as many of the boats
were getting dressed up by their owners, who were clearly into this!
A short walk, looking around the stalls and displays at the marina,
chatting with stall holders and boaters and just chilling filled our
day, looking out at the lovely Winsford Flash lake, caused by
subsidence after salt mining.
Friday 16 September 2016 up the
Weaver from Saltisford to Northwich
A rainy night and cloudy morning saw us leaving the scenic visitor
moorings (room for half a dozen boats, if you count the lock
landing). We had said at Dutton lock that we would pass through
Saltisford when they open at 0900, so we dressed for wind and showers
for the three mile trip past Anderton to Northwich, to view and maybe
try the new town marina between the bridges. This looked to have no
visitor moorings, so we moored opposite, as usual. Northwich is quite
good for shops, so we stocked up. Later, we passed through Hunts lock
and Vale Royal lock. Vale Royal has popular scenic visitor moorings.
We removed the chimney to pass under New Bridge, which was only a
foot above the boat. At the end of Vale Royal you see the tall tower
of the winding gear for the remaining Winsford salt works. Huge spoil
heaps border the canal as you approach the town. The Red Lion pub is
open now, and thriving: We have now enjoyed beer, food and soccer
there (at least, John has!). The small new marina seemed full of
boats, so we moored on temporary pontoons just outside, breasted up
against friendly blacksmith Brian Greaves and wife Jane's butty Emily
and push tug Bronte. A walk into the town found new shopping areas, a
Wetherspoons to eat at, plus the noise of the fair attracted us to
enjoy watching everyone having fun.
Thursday 15 September Frodsham
market and from Sutton Weaver Bridge to Saltisford
Pearsons Guide shows visitor moorings with the services north of
Sutton weaver Bridge, on the west side. Actually, the marked decent
visitor moorings are south of the bridge, on the east side, and you
need pins. We walked the mile into the pleasant town of Frodsham to
visit the Thursday market, where we found plenty of stalls, including
good cheese and olives, bread, etc. After a bankside lunch in the
sun, we set off upstream, enjoying the lovely views as we passed
Devil's Garden moorings (hmm...) to Dutton Lock. Lots of scullers met
us between here and Acton Bridge, where there is a rowing club above
the bridge.
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