Dimmingsdale

A short cruise and three locks took us to Dimmingsdale, near Penn. We only stayed one night as we were meeting friends further down the line, but it was a peaceful and relaxing stay.

Alongside the towpath was a tall hedge hiding a private fishing pond. Opposite us was a short spit of grassland dividing the main canal from a short arm, where five or six boats had leisure moorings. On the spit, a tall old cherry tree shaded a brood of nine Canadian goslings as they busily munched on blades of grass amongst the daisies. They were gorgeous to watch!Okumaya devam et