18 days in Adlington
15 oktober 2023, Engeland ⋅ ☁️ 11 °C
Wigan Lock Flight was still being repaired and the small town of Adlington was the last place beforehand that had easy access to all the services we needed for an extended stay.
Boats at permanent moorings lined the opposite bank bow to stern, beyond which were fields with sheep and a few horses. We claimed a spot on the towpath close to a cluster of country cottages reached by a long driveway. It was a poplar place for dog walkers and well away from any road. Mature Oak and Beech arched their autumn colour across the water in one direction, creating a wildlife haven where we spotted Kingfishers, a Nuthatch and Long Tailed Tits.
Adlington's amenities were split between the upper town and the lower town. Close by were a few takeaways, post office, Premier, the Spinners Arms and a brilliant pet shop with a greater range of goods than many larger chain stores.
Clustered together at the top of the hill were a fishing shop, cafes, Tesco Express, Co-op and a local chairty shop among others. The two shops we enjoyed visiting most were out on their own; a brilliant Greengrocer and the Rail Weigh, a small ethical shop selling food, household products and gifts among other things.
Further afield was Ellerbeck Boatyard and the Boatyard Bus Cafe; a double decker kitted with seating inside and out. The two people running it were so friendly and fell in love with Leo. It turned out one of them lived on the boat we'd moored opposite! Vicky's stepmum Sarah came up trumps when she recommended Frederick's Ice Cream Parlour, a short cycle ride away that had the biggest selection we'd ever seen. Vicky took great delight in their vegan sundaes with a choice of flavours and toppings.
We burned off the calories with a cycle ride in to Chorley Wickes to tick a few things off our long term shopping list. On a dry day we left the dogs behind and did the 5.6 mile Adlington Circular Walk. As much as we love having the towpath on our doorstep it felt great to walk amongst woodland, beside flowing streams and rivers, over farmland and see the views afforded by climbing hills.
When Storm Babet hit, she rocked Rainboat so much that Vicky got seasick. We tightened the mooring lines several times and were glad we did because the following day we found ourselves pulling two unattended boats back to the bank after their mooring pins had been pulled out with the force of the wind.
The large White Bear Marina was only a few hundred yards away and kept us supplied with diesel and water as well as allowing us to empty our bins and wee pot. We're happy to report that composting our solids is working very well so far. It gives us so much more freedom when we don't need to find an elsan point every few days.
One thing we are finding needs our attention now the days are shorter is keeping the batteries topped up. Sunny days still produce sufficient electricity but the many overcast and rainy days just don't create enough. Luckily there were winding holes to turn the boat around in either direction so we went on several mini cruises to get power from the alternator. We also decided to buy a generator and were delighted when the post office said they would receive it for us when we found a good online deal. It does help but at 0.7kw it really strains the motor and is constantly revving creating quite a noise nuisance.Meer informatie
Wigan
30 oktober 2023, Engeland ⋅ 🌧 11 °C
Finally after 18 days waiting at Adlington we cruised to near the top of the Wigan Lock Flight and moored up ready to tackle the 23 locks when they reopened the following day.
So few boats had passed this way recently that invasive Pennywort had thrived, covering the breadth of the channel in places. Will needed to be very careful because it could easily get caught in Rainboat's propeller, requiring us to stop, open the weed hatch and stick our hands down into the water to untangle it. He did well in this respect, building up momentum then putting the engine into neutral to gluide over the blockages. Unfortunately at one point the weed was so thick that the we ended up grounding ourselves on it and coming to a complete stop. No amount of hard reversing or acceleration would move us so Vicky took to the bow with a sickle and pole, cutting the mess of intertwined roots from the hull, then pushing them further away. Will had another pole at the stern. 20 minutes later we were knackered but free.
There were 15 boats moored ahead of us but when Will got chatting he discovered that not everyone was planning to descend right away, some preferring to wait a few days. Daisy, Paul, their dog Trixie and Chinchilla Tim were moored in front of us on Mallard. Will arranged for us to team up with them for tomorrow's challenge.Meer informatie
Wigan Flight & Leigh Branch
31 oktober 2023, Engeland ⋅ ☁️ 9 °C
Today's the day! The Wigan Lock Flight was due to open at 08:30. We'd planned to wait for the initial 'rush' to subside before setting off with Daisy and Paul on Mallard around 10am. It wasn't yet 8am when we heard other boats chugging past, so after breakfast Will went to investigate. The CRT had opened early and were waiting for more boaters. We knocked on Mallard's doors and within 15 minutes we were hauling the mooring lines in.
Mallard's engine wasn't very strong so we tied Rainboat to Mallard and made use of Daisy and Paul's youthfull energy to work the locks with Vicky while Will navigated the two boats.
There were plenty of volunteers on hand, including Mick, who stayed with us most of the way. We'd expected there to be a whole load of boats coming up filling the locks as they went and leaving them ready for us to enter. There were only 3 in total and 7 of us going down so we needed to do a lot more work refilling after Richard, Janet and dog Jess on Narrowboat Maud who went ahead of us.
So much water was being released that it spilled over and flooded the towpath at one point. Daisy and Vicky needed to haul two trees out from in front of lock gates but we only saw a few small clumps of Pennywort weed, for which we were thankfull.
It rained most of the morning and poor Tiger, who was 'helping' Vicky on land, got wet through. She was shivering until Vicky stuffed her inside her coat to give her a rest and let her dry.
21 locks later the flight was complete but we had a further 2 locks to pass through once we left the main Leeds and Liverpool canal and turned left onto its Leigh Branch. Daisy, Paul, Trixie the dog, Vicky and Tiger hopped back on board and Paul took over the tiller. It was a lot harder to control the two boats strapped together. Will had done very well keeping them on course. Will and Daisy worked us through both locks and in the final one we separated Rainboat and Mallard and made our seperate ways along the Leigh Branch.
Vicky's parents were on their narrowboat Drifter III, returning to their home moorings at Barrowford from their big trip to London. They'd stayed at the bottom of the flight today so we could spend a little time together instead of simply waving at each other as we passed in one of the pounds between locks.
Despite our tiredness we appreciated the beauty of the Leigh Branch as we motored past the yellows, golds and oranges of birches, alders and beeches. Wide flashes lined with reeds caught the light of the sinking sun on either side. Drifter III appeared as we rounded a bend after bridge 3 and we honked our horn happily.
It was great to see Dad, Sarah and Lenny and it was very kind of Sarah to pass some homemade tiffin over to re-energise us. We'd been on the go for around 8 hours so we needed it! Dad, Sarah and Lenny came over for a cuppa and to see Rainboat for the first time. Leo was cross at Lenny for daring to set foot on his boat. He made his feelings known loudly and we spent the evening shielding poor happy go lucky Lenny from him. A tour was given, Sarah had a poke in the cupboards and Dad asked complicated questions like "wot's that?", some of which we didn't know the answer to!
We'd hoped to take the dogs for a pack walk the following morning. However there had been talk on the Wigan Flight Crew FB group about another lock cill being on its last legs. Erring on the side of caution Dad and Sarah set off early to get on up the flight.
Thanks to you both for the time we spent together. Short but sweet; especially with the tiffin! 😋Meer informatie

Vicky 'n' Will's TravelsYou could have saved so much time just writing that on your blog 🤣
Wigan to Sale, Bridgewater Canal
1 november 2023, Engeland
After Vicky's parents had made an early start on their narrowboat, we walked the dogs and set off for another full day of cruising. Now that we'd got through the Wigan Lock Flight we needed to get past Wardle Lock at Middlewich before it closed for repair in 5 days' time. Once we were beyond it and on the Shropshire Union canal, Will could get to the train he'd booked from Crew and we could explore the Llangollen Canal over Christmas.
The Leigh Branch was lined with trees in their autumn coats and we disturbed several kingfishers along the way. We've been seeing a great many recently and don't know if it is because we're becoming more practiced at spotting them or because they are more prevalent in this region.
The marinas we passed were mostly small, straight sided and open to the canal, their boats lined up side to side against finger pontoons.
On the approach to Plank Lane lift bridge we spotted Mallard. The bridge has restricted opening times and it seemed Daisy and Paul had arrived just a little too late for the most recent window. Thanks to Will's expert planning we were there just in time to be able to open it at 09:30, letting Mallard go through with us.
We followed behind as we passed from the Leeds and Liverpool Leigh Branch to the privately owned Bridgewater Canal. Boats are allowed free passage along the canal for a limited time but must book ahead.
We ended up having to wait with Daisy and Paul for the Barton Swing Aqueduct to open. It passes over the Manchester Ship Canal and when a tall ship needs to pass, the canal is closed off using thick boards and the entire aqueduct pivots 90° around a central point, water and all! It was very impressive.
When it reopened Mallard let us go first. As soon as Rainboat passed onto the aqueduct the wind hit her and pushed her aggressively against the side. Thankfully it wasn't far to go before we were once again sheltered by trees and land and had control of where we went.
Come mid afternoon we moored in the town of Sale, close to the waterside Bridge Inn. Will deserved an evening away from the galley so we had tea there. It was part of a chain and the food was nice but nothing special. However Kevin the landlord was really friendly and it made for a great atmosphere. The place was bedecked with hundreds of warm white lights and through a curtain of them we could see Rainboat moored against the towpath. The staff paid attention to detail and service was quick. We soon found out how important speed was as we watched kitchen workers come sprinting through an outside door and along a short path to fetch items like milk from the stores. It provided good entertainment!Meer informatie
Sale to Preston Brook Wharf
2 november 2023, Engeland ⋅ 🌧 9 °C
Setting off from urban Sale we trundled down the Bridgewater Canal and soon reached more rural surroundings.
Progress was good today as there are no locks on the Bridgewater. Keeping track of where we were was more difficult however as very few of the bridges had numbers or names displayed.
Will was disgruntled to see signs banning fishing other than with a season ticket. If a club operates on a stretch of canal there is usually the facility to buy a day ticket, but not here.
It rained in the afternoon and we were all feeling the cold, especially the dogs. Tiger sticks to us like glue when travelling and Leo gets anxious when shut indoors alone, so keeping them warm outdoors is quite a challenge.
The day's travel came to an end near the north portal of Preston Brook Tunnel. A Midland Chandlers outlet was close by so Will made a visit, returning with a heavy bag and a lighter wallet! He bought paints for Vicky to paint Rainboat's name on the side of the boat, some special grout to repair the join in our chimney and some anti-rust solution to keep on top of the little patches that are starting to show now that we've been on Rainboat for 6 months.Meer informatie

ReizigerI've been catching up on your posts and enjoying virtual travels with you. Hope you're coping with the weather. I suppose all this rain has a positive side in keeping the canals topped up.

Vicky 'n' Will's TravelsYes, to think when we first set off we were having heatwaves and worrying about closures due to drought! 😅
Tunnels on the Trent and Mersey
3 november 2023, Engeland
We began the day's cruise on the Bridgewater Canal and almost immediately plunged into Preston Brook Tunnel and the Trent and Mersey Canal which was once again managed by the CRT. At 1138m this was the longest of three tunnels we needed to tackle today. All were only wide enough for one boat. Due to its length, time restrictions were in place here so north and southbound vessels didn't meet in the middle. It was pitch dark inside so Will needed to keep his eyes trained on the point at which our headlight hit the arched ceiling in order to keep us central. He did a good job and after around 15 minutes we emerged into daylight once again.
Soon we came accross a stop lock (one that simply blocks the flow of water and craft instead of moving you up or down). The Trent and Mersey is the first narrow canal Rainboat has been on. With a single entrance gate Vicky found the lock so much easier to operate and Tiger was grateful for the time on shore after the scary tunnel.
Saltersford Tunnel was the shortest of the day at 388m but once again restrictions were placed on the times you could enter. Why? Because it had such a kink in it that it was impossible to tell whether any boats were heading towards you from the opposite end! It was the first tunnel we'd used where you couldn't see a light at the end and felt rather disconcerting.
Barnton was our final tunnel and followed shortly after Saltersford. At 523m long with no kinks we were able to enter at leisure after checking there weren't any oncoming craft.
We stopped for a rest and lunch near the one of the Seven Wonders of the Waterways; Anderton Boat Lift. The structure uses two sealed tanks of water to counterweight each other, transporting boats over a height of 50ft between the Trent and Mersey Canal and the River Weaver Navigation. We'd hoped to be able to see this engineering marvel up close but unfortunately it was operating on winter hours and only open couple of days a week.
It was warmer today than it had been but the warmth brought rain in the afternoon. Vicky and the furries retreated inside as Will soldiered on at the stern. We'd made good progress on our goal of reaching Middlewich in 5 days so we stopped earlier than we had previous days and put all the heating up high to warm Will and dry the soaking wet clothes and blankets.Meer informatie

ReizigerEven though I'm a Black Country gel born and bred I've never travelled on any of the canals nor have I been through any of the tunnels, not even at the Black Country Museum. Don't think I'd like it much, going through a tunnel I mean. John and I did have one holiday on a boat in the 80s. Hired from Upton Marina and went along the Severn to Tewkesbury and then the Avon to Evesham. John was born in Evesham and lived there as a toddler. In the early 2000s we lived in Upton-upon-Severn too. When I hear the name of the town Middlewich it always makes me think of John Wyndham's novel "The Midwich Cuckoos". Just the similarity of the name as I don't think there's a real Midwich and any way I think it's supposed to be in the south somewhere in the story.

Will DuckworthIf you fancy a trip on Rainboat you are more than welcome and we will be going to the Midlands at some point.

ReizigerOh, that's kind. Thank you, I'd love to. If you'll let me know when you'll be back down this way I can arrange to be available :) Thanks Will & Vicky. Jxxx
Middlewich Branch
4 november 2023, Engeland ⋅ 🌧 8 °C
WE MADE IT!
The rain may have dampened our clothing but not our spirits 🤣 Beginning on the Trent and Mersey we trundled along without event until we came to a large flash which extended off to the side of the channel. With the end of our five day dash in sight Will was feeling in a jubilant mood. He hollered indoors to Vicky who was sheltering from the rain that he was going to do a 360; something he'd wanted to do since getting Rainboat. Vicky watched out the window as the clouds and trees swung round. They slowed and stopped moving. The engine revved, then revved a lot harder. We were stuck! Will tried going forward, reversing, steering this way and that and pushing the long wooden pole into the water in different spots but it only sunk into a never ending bed of silt. It was undoubtedly brilliant for the wildlife (seagulls swooped and cawed overhead to see what we thought we were doing), but it was not good for us! Vicky emerged in a raincoat and we tried leaping from one side of the boat to the other to rock it free. Did it work? No. We were both thinking that the only option would be to tie several long ropes together and paddle with them to the towpath in the canoe in order to haul Rainboat out backwards. While pondering this option Vicky noticed that the boat was listing to port. As a last dutch attempt she got out on the left gunwhale and hung off the side as far as she could. Will leant left too and put the engine in hard reverse. Hallelujah it worked! Slowly at first, Rainboat began to inch backwards. We held our breath but she began moving faster and finally she was free! When we reached the main channel a local who'd been watching told us that we were very lucky. Most narrowboats needed to be towed out and one was even stuck for three days!
At Middlewich we came up to Big Lock (so named because it is double width). Here we saw Richard and his dog Jess waiting on NB Maud of the Marshes at the lock landing. They'd been ahead of us at when we came down the Wigan Flight. As a single boater it would have been very difficult for him to operate the lock by himself, especially with his dodgy hip. We were happy to partner up with him and he kindly let us go on ahead through the 3 single locks, giving us tips as he knew the stretch well.
It is a good thing Will was at the tiller as he remembered to take the right turn on to the Middlewich Branch of the Shropshire Union. Vicky had carried straight on and started setting the next lock; one we wouldn't be needing!
As soon as we were through Wardle Lock (which was due to close in a day and a half), we found an empty spot along a row of moored boats and tied up. We were very happy to have made it to the point from which we could get Will on the train to visit Al and we could access the Llangollen Canal for our first Christmas afloat.Meer informatie

ReizigerThat sounds like quite an ordeal. Glad you managed to overcome the problems. Are you staying there for a while? I should think you could do with being settled for a while. So what's Middlewich like?

Vicky 'n' Will's TravelsSorry Jane, we missed this comment, I'm afraid we didn't really explore Middlewich. We had a stressful evening/ night as there were lots of fireworks and Leo was driven crazy. This and the weather made us move on.
Shropshire Union Canal
5 november 2023, Engeland ⋅ ☀️ 9 °C
After travelling 5 days on the trot we'd been looking forward to staying several nights at Middlewich, but it was a 2 day mooring and the weather tomorrow looked dire. We therefore decided to do a short hop on past the next lock so we didn't need to move on in the rain and wind. We 'd had enough of getting drenched. Will and Abby took the boat while Vicky walked with the dogs. The spot we found was more rural and relaxing, with flat fields, old oak trees and hawthorn hedges. We picked the ripe red haws while waiting for the lock to fill and Will later made them in to ketchup. There seems to be a real glut of them this year so we were happy to make use of them.
A few hours after we arrived, a boat of a very similar green moored ahead of us. It turned out to be Morning Star with Paul, Antony and their old dog Dexter. We'd never met them but follow their You Tube channel; Narrowboat Life Unlocked. Their boat is the same age as Rainboat and won second in show at Crick Boatshow. It is all electric propulsion, cooking, heating and power with 2000v of solar panels.
We didn't see much of Antony but got chatting to Paul several times as he was out and about with Dexter. He's really friendly and an amazing artist. We'd admired his pastel drawings of wildlife and pets online and treated ourselves to a signed A4 print of a Tawny Owl.
Taking advantage of a morning of sunshine we walked back to Middlewich. We didn't see much of the town as we spent all our time in the Angling Superstore (Will's treat) and Middlewich DIY Centre (Vicky's treat). They were both great shops for getting what we needed as well as some things we told ourselves we needed 🤣
Upon leaving our moorings a bird with a large wingspan swooped over the canal ahead of us. We couldn't believe it when we saw it was a Tawny Owl! Paul's print must have brought us luck!Meer informatie

Vicky 'n' Will's TravelsFunnily enough we're moored in between two fields of cropped wheat atm 😂
Near Aqueduct Marina
7 november 2023, Engeland ⋅ ⛅ 11 °C
Our journey along the Middlewich Branch was happily uneventful and sunny. We moored just before Aqueduct Marina on the opposite side of the cut. There was a lovely wide grassy area with picnic benches and bbq stands. Squirrels foraged amongst fallen oak leaves right outside our windows.
Aqueduct Marina doesn't have a good reputation so it didn't surprise us when we got chatting to the boat owner moored ahead. She was painting the hull with blacking. She'd asked the marina to do it when they were having a second attempt at repainting her boat. They'd forgotten so they gave her half a tin of blacking 'for free'. Needless to say we won't be dropping in if Rainboat needs work!Meer informatie
The Olde Barbridge Inn, Shropshire Union
8 november 2023, Engeland
After only a few minutes of travel we were flagged down by a man walking his old Border Collie on the towpath. "Is that a Lainy Cain boat?" he called. We slowed and he walked alongside, telling us that Lainy and Lisa had built his boat, Once Upon A Dream, directly after Rainboat. Steve and his partner Jessica were moored at Venetian Marina, living on board with their dog Jo and cat Max.
We pulled over and moored outside Dee's Venetian Tea Room at the marina. It was dog friendly so we took Leo and Tiger in. Leo stole the proprietor's heart and even featured as 'Pup of the week' on their Facebook page! When we weren't preoccupied with the dogs we enjoyed chatting with Steve about our boats, Lainy, plans and life in general. We're so glad he called out to us. It would have been very easy to let us go by.
Carrying on through a lock we filled Rainboat with water and went on our way. Unfortunately there'd been no bins for some time and ours were overflowing. After this the journey was uneventful. We turned left from the Middlewich Branch to the main line of the Shropshire Union Canal, mooring shortly afterwards opposite The Olde Barbridge Inn.
Neither of us felt like going out and exploring so we took time to wind down in front of the fire that evening.Meer informatie
Nantwich Aqueduct
9 november 2023, Engeland ⋅ ☁️ 8 °C
Nantwich is a characterful, old and higgledy piggledy place. Its high canal embankment runs along the western edge of town. There are good transport links between here and Crewe, from where Will had booked a train to Newcastle to celebrate Ali's 40th birthday.
The day we arrived we stopped at Nantwich Marina to fill with diesel and collect the generator Will had called ahead and ordered. It was 2000W; more than twice the power of our first one. There was a 2 day limit on moorings along the towath running close to town. We were worried Vicky was going to have to move every few days while waiting for Will to return, but happily Richard from NB Maud of the Marsh reminded us that this does not apply in winter, when unless otherwise stated you can stay up to 14 days. The generator worked beautifully, keeping the batteries charged and allowing us to stay a full 10 days without running the engine. There were lots of boats moored along the embankment. We were glad it was off season as we'd have been hard pushed to find a space in the busier months. As well as Richard and his dog Jess on Maud, we saw Fran and Rich from Floating Our Boat, who we'd first met at Adlington while waiting for the Wigan Flight to reopen.
Will explored on the first day while Vicky settled in. That evening we treated ourselves to fish, chips and salad from the Greek takeaway on Welsh Row. The Greek owner gave Vicky a confused and pitying look when she said she was vegan. It really brought her back to our time in Greece where this response was the norm.
We spent our last day together wandering around Nantwich's alleys and pedestrianised centre. The church stands central and its grounds are open for everyone to pass through. We loved the old black and white buildings whose walls slanted and bulged to show they really were Tudor and not just of that style.
We rumaged through charity shops and revelled in the small independent businesses like The Cheese Shop, Sew Did I, a hardware shop and Ginger and Pickles bakers.
Charlie & co dog café was full of all sorts of canine customers from Dobermans to Daschunds, Border Collies to Bichon Frises. Vicky was in heaven, although it was a shame the food all came pre-made and the two vegan meals were out of stock. Will shared the salad and crisps from his baguette and we enjoyed a delicious slice of carrot cake.
While Will was quaffing whiskey in Speyside, Vicky kept herself busy tending to our plant troughs and giving Rainboat's roof a really good scrub. She collected some solar lights we'd ordered from ebay so the dogs could see the towpath when they hopped off for their evening toilet trip. Screwfix supplied us with a couple of large wheelbarrow wheels to string from the side of the boat and act as fenders. The Shropshire Union has a feature known as the Shroppie Shelf; a concrete ledge protruding underwater from the bank which would easily damage the hulls of moored boats. We'd seen lots of craft using these wheels to keep them away from the shelf and hoped they'd work for us.
Every Tuesday and Saturday Nantwich opened its small indoor market hall while outdoor stalls popped up around it. Many sold handmade gifts, a few sold rugs, household items, fruit and veg etc Vicky found an oak frame for Paul's Tawny Owl print and treated herself to some cyclamen and hyacinth bulbs.
Will returned on the Thursday in time for Friday evening's Christmas Lights switch on. The markets were given special licence to open and from 6pm was entertainment from the Lil Mix tribute band. A large crowd had gathered with adults imbibing mulled wine, Bailey's hot chocolate and pork baps while children waved clear balloons on sticks in the shape of unicorn and Mickey Mouse heads, flashing with multicoloured micro lights.
There was supposed to be a big count down at 7pm but Matt Terry from X Factor came on to sing three songs followed by actors from a local panto, the sponsors, the town crier, a radio dj, the mayor and more. The crowd became restless with impatience as the introductions and speeches were made and by the time the countdown came half an hour later, the earlier fizz of excitement had gone somewhat flat. Nonetheless the lights strung between the buildings and around the trees were beautiful. We especially liked the rainbow ones!Meer informatie
The Llangollen Canal
19 november 2023, Engeland
A new day a new canal! We've heard many good things about the Llangollen and plan to spend the winter months on it.
It was a difficult left turn from the Shropshire Union main line into the first lock on the Llangollen. We had to fight against the wind as well as the flow of water. Will ended up hauling Rainboat's bow rope round from the shore while Vicky swung the stern round 360°.
Several people had warned us and a sign reminded us to take up the fenders as the Hurleston locks are so narrow. A boater coming in the opposite direction helped us through the first of the four locks and had left the others empty, meaning we just needed to open the gates instead of draining the water first. Our luck ran out at the top lock which the lock keeper had filled in order to lower the level further upstream. Unlike the other canals we've travelled on the Llangollen has a bit of a flow to it because it takes water from Horseshoe Falls at Llangollen and feeds Hurleston Reservoir. This current was especially evident pinch points like bridges, where Rainboat's bow would displace water and we'd see a colourful mix of fallen leaves in the stream swirling towards us at the stern.
The mooring was blissfully quiet with cropped wheat fields stretching out on either side. Fieldfares flitted between hawthorn hedges and a buzzard surveyed its surroundings from a telephone wire. A few people passed us on the muddy towpath and unfortunately for the dogs a bird scarer boomed periodically from a nearby farm.Meer informatie
Bridge 13, Llangollen Canal
21 november 2023, Engeland ⋅ ☁️ 8 °C
We are really enjoying the Llangollen Canal. It was a beautiful journey through farmland, corridors of trees and up a few locks.
We caught up with a friendly couple Cath and Jane on NB Serenity (named after the spaceship on the eponymous tv series). Mooring 100m ahead of them to give their CB (their cat) some space to explore, we got to know them through chats at each others' sidehatches. They spent last winter on this canal so were able to give us some handy recommendations on pubs, places to stay and to avoid. Other than Cath, Jane and the very occasional dog walker there was just birdsong to be heard.
The Farmer's Arms was less than a mile away so we decided to dine out for dinner. The shortest route was a right of way over fields. We donned our headtorches, laced our boots and climbed the stile. That was the easy part. Trying to keep to an umarked, rarely trodden grass track in the dark proved very difficult. Dodging the cow trampled mud baths even more so. Nonetheless we arrived safely and were even admitted to the dining room, where we tried not to shed too much mud. The person who served us kindly brought out a paper map and shower us a route back on the country road; longer but a whole lot easier!
The pub had run out of steak and ale pies but the Farmer's Special burger came highly recommended. A huge stack of patties and haloumi topped with battered onion rings. Will was glad of the walk home to help digest it!Meer informatie
Wrenbury
23 november 2023, Engeland
Wrenbury is a small village that really is as 'chocolate box' as it sounds. Large country houses with gravelled yards, mature trees in their well maintained gardens, all surrounded by tasteful fencing or a nicely trimmed hedge. There is an old stone church, village store with fresh fruit and veg, a bowling club with clubhouse and immaculately mown lawn, a small caravan site and marina.
It was a short but tricky journey to get to Wrenbury, owing to the 15mph wind gusting at 30mph. It took Vicky 4 goes to get away from our mooring! We'd heard the previous day that one of the village's two lift bridges was broken due to the barrier being hit by a car. The first bridge we saw had half a dozen boats moored on the approach. Apparently this wasn't the one we'd been notified of, but had broken very recently. Luckily for us, not only had it had been fixed, but the first boat had just gone through, so we cheekily followed in its wake without having to lift a finger, if you'll pardon the pun.
As soon as we moored Will added extra rivets to the chimney cap. The single rivet he'd done previously had saved it from being blown off, but it had woken us rattling away in the early hours.
There was little to no phone or internet signal but there were pretty rural views outside Rainboat's windows. We took a stroll into the village and had a cuppa and cake at No.18 The Park Café. It didn't look very exciting from the outside but it was homely and chique inside with warm white lights rustic wooden tables and soft coloured stoneware crockery. The only table not reserved was the large one in the centre so we settled ourselves down with Tiger and Leo and Will encouraged another couple with a black lab cross to join us. We soon got chatting; Paul was a retired GP and Yvonne an illustrator. They lived with their rescue dog Poppy at nearby Audlem. Leo quickly stole Yvonne's heart, as he tends to do and they ended up inviting us to visit them when we passed through Audlem in a few months' time!
The wind had thankfully dropped by nightfall but so had the temperature. We woke to a chilly -3.4°C and a world white with frost. Beautiful!Meer informatie
Marbury
25 november 2023, Engeland ⋅ ☁️ 5 °C
A short hop and a couple of locks from Wrenbury to near Marbury. It was a 15 minute walk to the village and there were no buildings in sight of our mooring. Pulling up to the bank we disturbed dozens of Fieldfares gorging on haws in the bushes lining the towpath.
The air was crisp and the sun shining in a blue sky as we walked along the narrow country lane to
The Swan at Marbury. Cath and Jane had recommended it and kindly given us a discount card for 20% off during 'game week'. It was a large pub whose walls were lined with old fashioned paintings and drawings, wooden shelves full of hardback books, vintage rugs under the tables, candles on top and a fire roaring in the wood stove. Will enjoyed the beer they brewed on site; JPA (Jerry's Pale Ale). We had game pie and shallot tart tatan, both of which were a real treat.
Given the obvious wealth in the area it shouldn't have surprised us to see the local hunt trotting past the pub window; the masters in their resplendent red jackets followed shortly by the rest in smart browns and blacks. Walking back to Rainboat we heard the hounds baying over the hills. We do hope they didn't happen accross any foxes.Meer informatie
Grindley Brook
26 november 2023, Engeland ⋅ ☁️ 5 °C
A calm and cool day, we set off planning just to 'see how things go'. There were three locks spread out ahead followed by a flight of six bunched together. The cruise was pleasant, Will hopped off and on with Tiger, working the locks. Vicky stood at the tiller with Leo tucked under her arm in the padded shoulder bag. The bywash flowing out from the sude of each lock entry made it difficult to guide Rainboat into the narrow entrance. You need to aim her towards the lock wall in preparation for the flow pushing her bow away, then give a squiggle on the tiller as it caught her bow.
Inside the tight fitting lock it is rather like a bathtub. As the top paddles open, water gushes out. This pushes you backwards, requiring you to drive the boat forward. A second later the wave has hit the rear gates and sloshed back to carry the boat forward, requiring you to switch the throttle into reverse. And so on and so on...
By the time we'd gone through the first three locks Vicky and the furries were too chilly for it to be any fun carrying on up the flight so we pulled over in front of a line of three boats a short way before the first of the Grindley Brook locks.
After we'd warmed up, Vicky took Leo and Tiger Lilly for a walk while Will worked on updating the drone software in an effort to get it working again. It required a lot of beeping which would have driven Leo into a rage. When they returned he'd had it flying and taken a few photos of Rainboat. Hopefully there'll be more to follow to better show our travels!Meer informatie
Witchurch
28 november 2023, Engeland ⋅ ⛅ 6 °C
We dealt with the 6 Grindley Brook locks efficiently. Three in short succession then a staircase of three meant Vicky could stay on land with Tiger and walk quickly between them.
Stopping at the top to fill with water and empty bins and elsan we let both dogs have a run up and down the towpath and swapped a book at the little library on the windowsill of the CRT service building.
We all hopped on board for the stretch to Witchurch. The plan had been to moor along the short Witchurch Arm to give easy access to the town. Vicky opened the lift bridge just before the junction using her windlass to wind the hydraulic mechanism. The turning was too tight for boats to enter from our direction so Will took Rainboat on to a winding hole and swung her round while Vicky walked the furries up the arm to scope out mooring spots. Unfortunately for us it was packed, the only space being beyond the winding hole, meaning we would have to turn, then back into it between the boats on either side. It would have been very difficult and we were all beginning to tire so Will just winded at the end of the arm and we carried on along the main line finding a spot between open fields, although with a little road noise.
We stayed a couple of nights and woke to hard frost both days. The diesel stove is brilliant for staying at a constant output when left overnight and thankfully the temperature only dropped to 11°C indoors.
It was a fair hike along the Witchurch Arm and beyond into town. There was plenty of signage and a footpath ran all the way, although we were glad to be wearing boots that kept our feet dry through the muddy puddles.
In Witchurch itself we found the fantastic 'Refill your Boots' shop and came away with goodies such as crystallised ginger, nuts, seeds and spices. The townfolk were friendly and the main street characterful with well preserved historical buildings being used as shops. Business seemed to be doing well as there wasn't any unused space. We grabbed a bite to eat at The Wheatsheef, one of the many traditional pubs, then trawled the charity shops before Will picked up some wild venison from the butchers and we returned to walk the dogs and warm up.Meer informatie
Whixall Moss
30 november 2023, Engeland ⋅ ☀️ 3 °C
Whixall Moss is right up there amongst our top mooring spots.
The canal runs through a vast, flat peat bog covering 948 hectares and spanning the English Welsh border. Sectioned into Whixall, Fenn's and Bettisfield Mosses it was harvested for peat right up until the 1980s when conservationists lobbied for its protection. In 1990 they succeeded in buying it and creating a National Nature Reserve.
The cold spell still had us in its grasp. With a clear sky overnight temperatures plunged to -6.7°C on the first night and -8.3°C the second. We woke to scenes of incredible beauty with thick white frost crystals clinging to every frond of grass and fringing the those leaves that still clung stubbornly to their branches.
A booklet we found at an information stand on the towpath had a map of the trails leading through the mosses. It told of the rare plants, insects and birds found on site. When Vicky took a photography walk amongst the winter wonderland it was eerily quiet and still. The plants were encased in hard ice and any creature with sense was doing what they could to keep warm and conserve energy.
A wooden struucture called the Mammoth Tower overlooked Whixall Moss. It was a great viewpoint but at 5m tall it also showed how high the peat had been before it was extracted.
Crossing the canal we gained entry to the Charles Sinker Hide by scanning a QR code, entering our information and receiving a code for the door lock. The hide overlooked a wetland scrape and we stayed gazing through our binoculars and taking photos until our toes went numb with the cold. There were pintail ducks, shovelers, starlings and a buzzard among others, but the highlight was seeing seven shy snipe together.
This mooring was so peaceful and quiet. It felt like it would be a really special place any time of year. We're already looking forward to revisiting on the way back up the Llangollen!Meer informatie
Ellesmere
4 december 2023, Engeland ⋅ 🌫 4 °C
Back when we lived in the West Midlands Vicky regularly walked our dogs Poppy and Flynn along the canal at Bumble Hole nature reserve. One day they met another dog and her walker. Brandy and our Poppy were both Belgian Malinois and it was this talking point that began our friendship with Jenny Maxwell. Later that day Jenny turned up at our door responding to a call for volunteers to leaflet for the Green Party.
Jenny is an author, an animal lover a compassionate person who believes in standing up for what's right and complaining loudly about what's not. She's in her 80s and has lived on her narrowboat The Black Cat for decades. Over the years she's invited us on board countless times and taught Vicky how to handle narrowboats.
In 2017 Jenny left her home mooring to start The Great Coddiwomble (a word she's adapted from coddiwomple: to travel in a purposeful manner towards an as-yet unknown destination). She's been in Ellesmere for many months now, caring for a fellow boater who had bone cancer. Her support allowed him to live out his last days on board.
Jenny made pasta for us and Will made venison pie for her, we caught up over cuppas and introduced Leo and Tiger Lilly to Boy, Jenny's greyhound x malinois, on a walk. Amber the white tortoiseshell cat is nervous of dogs other than Boy but we got to meet her one evening too. It was wonderful to spend time with Jenny again. The fact that we were now fellow boaters made it all the more special.
Arriving in Ellesmere we'd topped up with diesel at the marina. There was ice on the ground but the weather was changing. The person fuelling us up said it'd be alright as long as it didn't snow. The first flakes began to fall as we were pulling away! The light dusting on our first night was followed by three days of cold rain so we didn't get out to explore that much.
The town was reached via the Ellesmere Arm, where Jenny had a winter mooring. A large Tesco Extra sat at the end of the arm but the highstreet had a good number of independent shops; delicatessens, clothes shops, a pet shop, grocers, framers and an art shop.
The Llangollen Canal has fewer commercial hubs than the other waterways we've travelled so most people will moor here. This together with the winter moorers makes for a good boating community. Will met two Dave's and an Alan when he dropped in for a pint at The Swan, followed by several chats on the towpath. Jenny's neighbour Molly is well known for keeping Billy the Cockerell in a sheltered run outside her boat. We got the feeling that people really looked out for one another.
Jenny's books:
https://www.hachette.co.uk/contributor/jenny-ma…Meer informatie
Frankton Junction
6 december 2023, Engeland ⋅ ☁️ 3 °C
Will is in charge of route planning and has never been more on top of the weather forecast. Rain makes cruising miserable and winds make it very difficult. We waited for the worst of the weather to pass and set off from Ellesmere after lunch.
It was a smooth cruise with no locks or bridges to Frankton Junction, where we turned left and had to break the ice to moor at the top of Frankton Locks on the Montgomery Canal. There was still enough daylight to take the dogs on a short and muddy circular walk around the junction, crossing the two road bridges over the Llangollen and the lock bridge on the Monty.
This Shrewsbury waterway extends 33 miles to Newtown but was closed in 1936 when the transport of lime and coal was no longer profitable enough to maintain it. Restoration began in phases in 1987 and is ongoing. At present only 7 miles is accessible to narrowboats from the Llangollen and passage must be booked in advance as there is a limit to the number of vessels allowed on at any one time.Meer informatie
Montgomery Canal, Weston Branch
8 december 2023, Engeland ⋅ ☁️ 7 °C
Will had booked our entry to the Montgomery Canal between 9am-1pm but we'd had no communication about specific arrangements. A few minutes to 9am Vicky discovered Tiger had peed on the sofa. Neither of the dogs like being outdoors in the cold, wet or wind and we guess yesterday's afternoon cruise had thrown her off kilter. Still, it infused stress and grumpiness into the uncertainty over how the morning would go.
Lockie Gareth turned up as Vicky was scrubbing the sofa. Will set about untying mooring lines and Leo set about barking his head off. Poor Gareth didn't get the cheeriest of welcomes but he wasn't phased. We soon got into the first of the 4 Frankton Locks and relaxed into a friendly chat. We got the lowdown on where all the services and good pubs were. Knowing we wanted to moor up before the weather front hit, Gareth recommended the Weston Branch, shortly aftert the final lock. A local fisher welcomed us and helped pull Rainboat into the side against the strong wind. Apparently the silt stirred up by boat propellers gets the pike active and biting!
We could access only around 100m of Weston Branch but the disused part, shallow and clogged with weed, stretched out a lot further. We spent the rest of the day huddling indoors next to the fire as wind and rain blasted the tough little trees, hedges and sodden fields around us.Meer informatie
Maesbury Marsh
8 december 2023, Engeland ⋅ ☁️ 8 °C
We set out before sunrise in an effort to dodge the strong winds forecast in the afternoon. Despite dreariness of the light and colours it felt fantastic to be on a new canal, travelling between empty fields, watching a large orange winter sun peaking above the horizon through the spindly branches of leafless trees.
The Monty has a grass towpath most of the way so wellies were best worn at the locks we did. The three Aston locks had a wetland nature reserve running alongside with an information boards by each lock. There were a couple of hides and walkways we would have loved to visit but thought it more important we get to our intended mooring safe and sound.
There are only 12 boats allowed to visit The Monty at any one time and we're sure that in summer there'll be waiting lists. One advantage of winter cruising is that we didn't see anyone else on the water. We were especially glad of this when squeezing through swathes of rushes that narrowed the channel to one boat width. Despite the recent deluges we found ourselves grounded at several points and even hit submerged rocks / concrete. Rainboat isn't a particularly deep draughted boat either! Many pinch points like bridges were on bends. At some it was near impossible to steer the front of the boat clear of the bank ahead while the stern had so little wiggle room. Despite its beauty and peacefulness Tiger Lilly gave The Monty a definite paws down for all the bumps and scrapes we had.
Tied up opposite The Navigation Inn was the first leisure boat we'd seen, with 3 more permanent moorings further down. We pulled up and that evening went for a meal. 'The Navvy' is a very homely, welcoming pub. Its small front room was chilly but a log fire was just getting going, warming us up nicely. Mark and Brent run the business but in Covid they had to reduce hours and get other jobs to keep it going. It is only open Thursday- Saturday from 6pm and Sunday from noon. It had a fantastic vegan range and even had a seperate doggy menu! Unfortunately Leo had to stay home because he's been a bit strung out lately. We enjoyed it so much we booked again for Sunday lunch (two people and two dogs). We were really looking forward to it but Vicky's ME got in the way and we had to cancel in the end.
The weather and Vi's health meant we didn't really get out explore otherwise. A couple we got chatting to in the pub had recommended Canal Central a short walk away that did good cake but it wasn't to be.Meer informatie
Weston Branch Take 2
11 december 2023, Engeland ⋅ ☀️ 9 °C
With our return to the Llangollen Canal booked for Wednesday, we had limited time. Today was the only good weather for cruising so we chugged along to the end of the navigable section of The Monty, winded and retraced our route back to the lovely quiet mooring at Weston Branch.
Coming back up Aston Locks Vicky noticed the bilge pumping water out of the engine bay. Will had noticed it earlier too. There had been a lot of rain which could have drained down, but the the water seemed worryingly clean. When Will was back on board Vicky went to the bedroom where the tank is and listened. Damn, the water pump was on constantly which meant we had a leak in the system. Checking in the little hole Lainy out boat builder had cut for us she found the area under the floor to be dry. The pipes under both of the sinks were also dry right down to the floor and there was no water to be seen around the washing machine. When we eventually moored Will took the top off the engine bay while Vicky flicked the pump on and off. He soon found a jubilee clip that had been knocked off a pipe which was spraying water. It was awkward to get to but he managed to reposition the pipe and tighten the clip, fixing the leak. Phew!Meer informatie

ReizigerAin't it always the way - little, awkward things causing hassle. Glad you sussed it quickly and fixed.

Reiziger
So do you have to tow the canoe because it wouldn't fit under the bridge?

Vicky 'n' Will's TravelsYes, that's right, we take the chimney off too and put it back on when we stop.
The Narrowboat Inn
13 december 2023, Engeland ⋅ ⛅ 7 °C
Just after 9am we met Lockie Gareth who helped work us up the 4 Frankton Locks. Will gave him one of his homemade mince pies as thanks and we turned left off the Montgomery Canal and back on to the Llangollen.
It was about 5°C but it was pretty windy so we didn't cruise much further. Even so, Vicky got chilled standing at the tiller and it took her several hours to get her core temperature warmed up.
The Narrowboat Inn had its own mooring spot but it was close to an A road so we carried on and found a grassy spot just before a fallen ash tree that blocked the towpath.
It was Leo's 5th birthday so after we'd had a rest we walked back to the pub with him nestled in Vicky's jacket. Will needed to carry Tiger half the way too because the hedge trimmers had left spikey hawthorn and dog rose sticks accross the path. Elsewhere our boots got sucked into deep mud where the drainage ditches had been overwhelmed. Tiger would have been in it up to her belly!
A boater we'd passed earlier had asked if we'd seen the fuel boat and Will was just saying how typical it would be if it passed while we were in the pub when we spotted it refueling another boat. We decided to forgoe the drink but when we talked to the driver he said he'd be happy to fill us up while we were in the pub and leave the bill to be paid by BACS! Best of both worlds. We gave him the combination to the lock and asked him to put the bill through the cat flap. It was only £1.12 per litre, a lot cheaper and easier than pulling into a marina.
The Narrowboat was an unsusual pub with a long saloon of rectangular tables. They'd invested in the theme with traditional canal painting on the placemats, plates and walls, canal scenes in frames and various boat oddments like pipes, knotted rope etc.
It was full of a group of around 30 pensioners enjoying a christmas meal. We sat near the bar so Leo could enjoy watching watching people as they passed by and even get a few strokes from admirers. We returned the following day for lunch but were disappointed with canteen type food that seemed to have been frozen and reheated. Still, the landlord was friendly and we had a good time nonetheless.Meer informatie

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That's a good price👍Mind you, road diesel has recently dropped and we got it for 140.9p a litre this week.
Ruabon Branch, Trevor, Wales
16 december 2023, Wales ⋅ 🌬 11 °C
With little rain and wind, today was a good day to travel. The further we cruised the steeper the terrain around us became, but an embankment kept the canal straight amd level.
Approaching the small village of Chirk Bank it was time to stop for lunch. We saw the channel ahead narrow so Will pulled over and Vicky walked ahead with Tiger and Leo to see if it widened out. It didn't, so we stayed put. After eating Will popped to the Post Office and little farm shop while Vicky rested.
Returning from the shops Will was really on edge. Ahead of us lay the towering Chirk and Pontcysyllte Aqueducts and today was the only day there wasn't high winds. Despite feeling knackered, Vicky agreed it was best we tackled them today, so much to Tiger's disappointment we untied the mooring ropes and ploughed on.
First came Chirk Aqueduct. 220m long, it reaches 21m above the valley and spans the English Welsh border. The nearby viaduct runs even higher and added to the dramatic scenery. Immediately after crossing we turned all the lights on, blasted our horn and plunged into Chirk Tunnel. 421m long, its portals and basin are a Grade II listed structure. A towpath runs throughout but the channel is shallow and only wide enough for one boat. The current was against us and at 2mph it almost cancelled out Rainboat's engine at tickover. It pushed the bow over to one side so we needed to steer her several degrees away from where we wanted to go, moving forward with the boat at an angle. It was very odd but we later watched several boating vlogs that assured us we weren't the only ones!
Next came Whitehouses Tunnel; similar to Chirk but shorter at 175m. The light had begun to fade as we approached Pontcysyllte Aqueduct but we were both on a high with excitement. As one of the 7 wonders of the canals we'd known about it for some time and were really looking forward to experiencing it. At 307m it is the longest aqueduct in Great Britain. Towering 38m above the roaring River Dee, it is the tallest canal aqueduct in the world. With 18 stone arches it is a Grade I listed structure and part of a UNESCO World Heritage site and one of the Seven Wonders of the Waterways.
Will got the drone set up and Vicky put on all the christmas lights to cross the 'Stream in the Sky'. Cast iron railings guard the towpath side but there is nothing but a 6 inch lip between the channel and the valley below. It was exhilarating! We passed over a meadow and the treeline that separated it from the Dee that had burst its banks and rushed over its uneven bed with white waves. What a special experience.
Now on Trevor, Will walked ahead to find a mooring spot and radioed Vicky to say there was a quiet spot at the end of the short Ruabon Branch coming directly off the basin at the end of the aqueduct. It took a lot of concentration to steer between the Anglo Welsh boats parked on both sides of the channel and at times Rainboat's hull scraped against theirs on both sides. The peaceful and sheltered pocket park at the end was worth it though. The dogs enjoyed stretching their legs while we moored to bollards. We got the fire lit, closed all the blinds and sunk into the sofa to process and revel in the day's adventures.
During our stay we walked over and under the aqueduct in the beautiful Dee valley took a hike up the hill to Tesco, enjoying views of even more of the surrounding countryside unfolding beneath us.
The Thomas Telford pub was close by and obviously popular with locals and visitors alike. They'd gone all out with Christmas decorations but the food wasn't great, with Vicky being offered a brie and cranberry dish and several types of meat and cheese salad as vegan options 😵💫 The Duke of Wellington was a bit out of the centre and empty when we first went in but the landlady chatted away to us and knocked up some simple but tasty lunch. A regular came in for their afternoon nip of whisky but otherwise we didn't see anyone. The landlady was on her way out to work at another pub and was talking about calling it a day after New Year. With increased overheads the business just wasn't making enough 😢Meer informatie










































































































































































































































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