I spent Thursday morning reading a book with Buddy in the
sun whilst Karen got on with stuff in the boat.
We set out late morning with a plan of getting to the bottom
of the only lock fight on the Macclesfield just south of Macclesfield
itself. Buddy was interested in this
mini- narrowboat.
Here is a close up of one of the milestones we mentioned
yesterday.
We were really impressed with the turnover bridges on this
canal – they have an artistic charm even though they are practical. They
enabled horses to change from one side of the cut to the other without being unhooked
from the boat they were towing. On this
canal they are called snake bridges, elsewhere we have also heard them called
roving bridges.
We moored for lunch in Congleton opposite an old wharf that
has been converted to apartments.
After lunch we had a walk into the town, starting with
walking under the canal. We suspect that
most people assume this is a railway crossing rather than an aqueduct for a
canal.
We weren’t very impressed with Congleton; maybe we didn’t
find the right part of town. The town
hall seemed rather pretentious for the size of town.
When we got back we set off again with a plan to moor before
the only flight of locks on this canal.
After three or four bridges we passed this sign on the side of a
wharf. Maybe there is another part of
Congleton that we missed.
A bit further on we saw a brand new stanking plank rack with
new planks.
The towpath at this point is lower and acts as an overspill
weir when there is too much water in the canal.
Must be slippery to walk through in the winter when it gets all slimy.
The views from the Congleton embankment were impressive.
So many of the dismantled railways in this part of the world have been converted to walk/cycle ways. This one we went over is part of the Gritsone Trail.
This hill is called The Cloud and seemed to be in view for
hours – at least it makes us feel like we are beginning to get into the Peak
District.
Every so often there were these smaller half milestones.
The first kids Buddy has seen but he wasn’t very interested…
… but he was really worried about this cow and did his
nervous bark.
We moored up for the rest of the day and received these
amorous visitors.
As you can see, Buddy wasn’t sure about them.
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