Friday 15th January:
A cold start today, winter seems to be struggling to raise
its head properly but a smattering of snow on the towpath and boat informed me
that it was making an effort.
At 10am I decided to move on and having started the engine I
then went back inside to put my body warmer and boots on, by the time I had done that the rain had
started to fall, not just rain but that horrible sloppy sleety rain, so I
thought I’d review it in an hour or so. It kept stopping and starting again so
I gave up, no point in moving if you don’t really need to (or want to), at 12
the sun broke out for a while but by 3pm it was horrid again.
Saturday 16th:
If yesterday was cold this morning was freezing, literally
The ground, the boat, the ropes, everything, but I wanted to
move and the forecast was bright with rain later in the afternoon, so at 10:30
I started the engine and began to sort myself out, it went downhill from this
point onwards.
Firstly as I fitted the tiller in place (its brass so has to
be taken inside to prevent theft) and swung it around to be central the rudder,
once again, caught on my rear button, inspecting it I found my earlier alterations
had not been tight enough and the outer button had slid down fouling on the
rudder. So I spent the next hour
grunting and groaning trying to refit the shackles on the next link of the
chain, freezing button, freezing chain, freezing fingers, but I prevailed,
success, and hopefully it won’t slip down again.
So off I went, now about 11:45, the first lift bridge (31)
just in front of my mooring was no problem.
Passing ABC boat hire they had kindly left me a couple of
inches either side to pass their moored 3 abreast boats,
but as they were quite loosely moored they moved out as I
passed so there was a slight amount of contact, maybe tie them a bit tighter
lads!
The next lift bridge (33) was frozen to the ground plate and
no amount of winding the handle would shift it, eventually I tried pushing and
pulling the support chains, and jumping up and down on the bridge and suddenly
it came free, exhausted and hot and bothered (I was wrapped up warm, 5 layers)
I moved through and carried on.
The next lift bridge (34) was just ahead and after winding
the windlass 20 or so turns I assumed it was the same problem and tried my
chain and jumping technique, it made no difference, by now I was wondering why
I had bothered to move on such a cold frosty day! Frustrated I decided to try
my small jemmy and see if that would shift it but I did not hold out much hope,
these bridges are heavy and my brain knew it would be fruitless, however as I
was about to try I noticed a wodge of mud about 9” long between the bridge and
the road, ah ha, problem found, the mud had frozen and was jamming the bridge,
so big hammer and chisel, mud removed (eventually) and the bridge opened,
another thing to store in the old problem solving for boaters memory.
Mostly farmland and not much too see apart from sheep and
misty hills.
And this chap who looked warm if wet.
The next lift bridge was a small one and a chap was about to
get into his car parked by the bridge when he called out to me, I thought he
said he would open it for me so I held out my windlass for him and then he
said, ‘No, I said don’t open it I want to drive across it!’ Oh well not
everyone you meet is helpful J
The weather was getting worse and the rain started so I
moored up just before Prees Junction, the branch was originally four miles long
falling short of Prees by a couple of miles, but now only the first mile
remains, I doubt I will bother to cruise it, there are two lift bridges and
then a winding hole and Whixall Marina
at the far end, doesn’t look worth the effort but I might wander down there on
my return journey.
Tonights mooring
Total Today: 5.5 miles : 5 Lift Bridges
Sunday 17th:
With no internet and no phone signal I really wanted to move
on again today, it was cold and damp, some snow flurries had fallen earlier but
I thought I’d be ok.
So I set off around 11am, past the entrance to the Prees
arm.
Not too far ahead you wander briefly into Wales, I was
expecting a sign and there was a small wooden post which I never noticed in
time to take a picture but it had ‘Wales’ written on it to confirm the change
of country, I then stopped at Bettisfield to take on some Welsh water and give
them some English rubbish, and then another ¼ mile or so ahead and you are back
in England (Shropshire).
The journey was mostly tree lined farmland with lots of
Mere’s as you approach Ellesmere, I think this one was Cole Mere, a nice spot
for the owner of the house.
This one is Cole Mere, plenty of lovely moorings all the way
along it, ideal for a summers day walk with the dog and a lunch break, but not
very nice today, muddy, cold and damp, I don’t have a dog and wasn’t hungry
enough so I carried on.
Not long after Cole Mere comes Ellesmere tunnel, only
87yards long and single working (one boat wide) but the view through is
obscured
A bit blurry |
Not a lot of spare room, obviously the entrance has been bashed a few times |
Nice rolling hillside |
Entrance to Blackwater Meadow Marina |
It was busy and I was following a boat who had turned into
the basin ahead of me from the Llangollen direction, it didn’t look like I’d be
lucky to find a mooring but as we reached the end and they began to wind I
could see there was room for two more boats, so while they were winding I
nipped into the first space and they took the final one.
I am moored behind a
boat that was moored with me at Gnosall and we had a quick chat while I was
sorting things out.
Totals today: 7miles : 1 Tunnel
Tuesday 19th
Once I got myself sorted at Ellesmere I was disappointed to
find once again no internet, phone was reasonable but couldn’t use that for
internet either. I stayed put Monday and wandered into town to use the
launderette, I recognised the pub hotel I had stayed here in on one of my
motorcycling holidays a number of years ago.
Tesco has a large store at the end of the arm so with only 100yards to walk I took advantage and loaded up a bit with non-perishables (read beer and wine here).
Tesco has a large store at the end of the arm so with only 100yards to walk I took advantage and loaded up a bit with non-perishables (read beer and wine here).
This morning was a lovely bright day, so I was on the move
again by 10:30, turning right at the end of the arm and stopping on the service
point for a quick fill and empty.
Canal and river trust have a yard with workshops and offices
here.
It was then off again through beautiful farmland with lovely
views, it was a bit misty in the distance and the camera does not do justice
but here are a few tasters.
C&RT Yard |
Looking back at services |
Heading straight for the next Bridge hole, I hope those sheep move! |
After bridge 60 you pass the entrance to the Montgomery
canal and the Frankton locks, the canal is under restoration but has 7 miles
currently navigable, the Frankton locks are only accessible between 12 and 2
and you have to book in advance, and
there is only ‘limited’ overnight moorings available, I believe there are still
problems with water depth on this canal and the recent floods have done damage
so I won’t be venturing up it on this occasion, but hopefully sometime in the
future.
At this point the bridge numbers change starting afresh at
1W, I assume the W stands for Wales although I think I am still actually in
England, with no internet I cannot Google a map to be sure.
Passing next the Narrowboat Inn and Maestermyn Mid-Wales
Welsh Lady hire boats
I have moored up for tonight just past the small village of
Hindford in open farmland with lovely, although misty, views of the Welsh hills
in the distance. Sadly still no internet, this is going to be a long post if I
ever get it uploaded!
Tonights mooring
Totals today: 5miles
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