I have always loved writing, and now that I am retired I thought I would be able to find time to write, but it seems that I still manage to fill my days with activities. I have however found that while I travel, I enjoy writing about some of the interesting things we do. I hope you enjoy reading of our adventures as much as I like writing about them.
Saturday, September 12, 2015
Back to Plan A
Well, after completely changing our plans
and developing a completely different route, we arrived today to pick up the
boat and discovered that the broken lock would be fixed and navigable once
Leaving the Marina
We were a little concerned with Plan B as
it took us right through Manchester and one section required us to do 27 locks
in one day, as it is not recommended to moor the boat along the canal in
Manchester. Although the city’s reputation has improved in recent years, it was
not unheard for boaters to be treated rather violently by local gangs of
teenagers when they tried to stay overnight in Manchester. The decision
therefore was not difficult, and we decided to go back to our original plan and
do the Four Counties Ring.
Our boat was ready to go on time, and the
fellow giving us instructions on the boat was very happy that we had done this
before and knew most of the information. There were a number of other boats
coming and going , but we were the first out of the Marina. Finally on the boat
and underway. Yay!
On the Canal at Last
The day started out miserably, and we woke at
the B & B to a downpour of rain, so resigned ourselves to the first day on
the boat a wet one . . . but, by the time we picked up our groceries and
celebratory libation, the rain had stopped and the skies were clearing, and we
motored out of the marina under blue skies.
Traveling on the canals on a narrowboat is
not at all like touring in a car. England is a very densely populated country,
and you rarely drive without seeing houses, stores and industry, but on the
canals you mostly motor slowly through the countryside, surrounded by fields
and trees. Our boat is named “The Great Blue Heron”, and soon after leaving the
marina, a blue heron lifted off from the side of the canal and flew over the
boat – a good omen if there ever was one.
Making Friends Along the Way
We did pass by a rusting very shabby
looking industrial complex, but quickly were surrounded by gently waving
cat-tails, fields of corn, and huge trees with branches we had to duck to avoid
as we glided by. The canals are narrow and we are often less than two feet from
the sides so the purple flowers on the bank could have been picked as we went
by, and we saw another boater whohad
discovered a plum tree growing beside the canal and had stopped to pick a basket.
The first day was an easy one with only
three hours and one lock to do, so we arrived at a pleasant mooring spot just
outside Middlewich, and after a delicious dinner of English meat pies purchased
at the street market before we left, we are relaxing in the boat.
Now tomorrow is a six hour day with 17
locks to navigate, so. . . . .