Day 7 – Grappenhall to Leigh

South Manchester, money zone. To Leigh, working class zone.

The air is fresher here.

There are no motorways.

I’m moored overlooking Pennington Flash on the outskirts of Leigh on the Leeds and Liverpool canal.

Now back on Canal and River Trust land, off Bridgewater Canal which seems like a zombie-land comparatively.

Bridgewater Investment co.

It seems like Manchester keeps it’s waterways open for posterity reasons.

For example, Bridgewater Canal sold angling rights in one deal. Signed a deal with one company to deal with the whole of their 200 mile odd network.

The same with the collection of fees from boaters, sold the rights to another company to collect on behalf of the network.

The Manchester ship canal. Bridges maintained and assets manned. Nothing actually works and no ships use it.

It seems they’re maintaining the waterways as a token of a bygone era. They’re not living and breathing things in the same way CRT waterways are. They’re future-less remnants of the past.

When they opened the waterways up, they moaned that too many people were staying on them.

Reeks of capitalist opportunism.

Linotype factory – Sale

Linotype factoryThis is where they invented metal typefacing. If you pressed more than 3 keys at once, they used to jam the typewriter.

They never got around that problem.

Now the typewriter is consigned to history, much like the Linotype factory.

I see it’s being knocked down by Nic Brooks, kind of a school-friend of me and Kerri. Kerri’s friend Sharon used to call him ‘Nicky bosch’ on account of his hands being like sandpaper.

I guess they’re even worse now… Continue reading “Day 7 – Grappenhall to Leigh”

Day 6 – Marston to Grapplington

Today I waved bye bye to the Trent and Mersey and moved onto what is known as the ‘Bridgewater Canal’.

It’s operated by a separate and private company, as discussed in the previous post, the canal was just becoming TOO busy, so the company had to start charging for it using it more than once in a 28 day window.

You can stay for up to 7 days, but must not come back within 28.

For me, I’m just passing through. I’m not really sure the charges are intended to dissuade or penalise me, a travelling boater, but they are doing. And for other travelling boaters wishing to explore the more northern reaches of the canal system…

Trent and Mersey above Anderton Lift

The upper reaches of the Trent and Mersey are very pretty.

  • The entrance to Preston Brook
  • The view across the Weaver Valley
  • The entrance to Barnton & Saltesford tunnel

Traffic from the lower reaches dies away, with many of the hirers just being day boats from the Anderton lift.

Northwich AuctionThe weather was bright and sunny.

The man behind me was painting his barge in Marston.

He told me always put yellow on things when you paint them because it attracts the eye.

I asked him if he had any yellow on his boat, he said “no”.

Haha.

There was this sunken pleasure boat coming around the corner. It looks like it’s been here a while. There was a heron sat on top of it when I got up, trying to catch the fish below.

He moved to sit on the bank.

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Got going about 8.30am as I thought I’d be going in the Anderton lift. Turns out you don’t need to. I just hadn’t read the map properly, so I proceeded to the tunnels.

These lead to the upper reaches and the Bridgewater canal

Barnton & Saltesford tunnel

These two tunnels are timed entry.

Going North, you have to arrive at each one on the hour to guarantee entry.

This I did, and passed through quite merrily on my boat.

Once out, you follow the Weaver Valley right the way up to Dutton lock, Preston Brook and the Bridgewater Canal.

First impressions of the Bridgewater Canal

It’s a much wider and deeper canal than I’ve previously been on. This means you’ve always

  • Got room for 2 boats
  • Have a smaller bow-wave

You can keep the throttle open most of the time.

It’s more urban, with some rich commuter type towns.

When I stop for fuel, I’m told there’s a balif that works for an independent collections company that manages boaters on behalf of the Bridgewater company.

Tonight I’m parked opposite Long Acre.

It’s got nice rhododendrons gently lopping into the canal with the gentle hum of the M6 in the background.

More tomorrow.

Here’s the map

Map of Day 6

Video of Day 6

It’s got some time-lapse. You should tell me what you think of this.

Bonny Journey – Day 5 – Church Minshull to Marston

Not a long journey, through Middlewich, and Northwich heading toward the Anderton Lift over the river Weaver.

I anticipate mooring near this is going to be a bit of a problem, so I’ve made it a more relaxed day, intending to tackle the lift and start on the Bridgewater canal in the morning.

Middlewich

Not having visited before, I was pretty pleased how pretty it was on a sunny day.

I had to drop in to Lidl to get some yoghurt, (for breakfast), and some beer, (for sustainance) an cycled, which was nice.

Pretty pleasant place.

Here’s a picture of the high street.

Middlewich
Middlewich

From Middlewich, it’s not far to Northwich and about 8 miles to Preston Brook, the furthest point on the Trent and Mersey and where the Canal And River Trust becomes the Continue reading “Bonny Journey – Day 5 – Church Minshull to Marston”

Bonny Journey – Day 4 – Audlem to Church Minshull

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Not an eventful day.

Not a massive amount of sailing.

Dropped into Nantwich, which is a nice market town, for a spot of lunch and some shopping.

Bumped into Peter Ainsworth, whose brother I went to university with.

He shouted down the street at the TOP of his voice.

I generally tend to ignore people shouting at me, until I’m IMG_1502sure it’s me they’re shouting at!

Turns out this time they were shouting at me!

Stopped for a chat, which went on some time. Then bumped into some other people I used to know! Tony and Clair, Tony was my GP at one point when I lived in Cheshire, and they were both members of amateur dramatics society which was popular in the village I used to live in.

Very exciting.

All before Aldi too, could hardly contain myself. Continue reading “Bonny Journey – Day 4 – Audlem to Church Minshull”

Bonny Journey – Day 3 – Gnosall to Audlem

Made it though and to the other side of the 15 locks by the close of the day.

Cooked myself a stir-fry, and have settled down for the night to write the blog.

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I started out from the Navigation Inn in Gnosall, where I filled the water-tank. As luck would have it, it was directly outside my front door.

Got this done, and most of my chores by about 7.20am. Continue reading “Bonny Journey – Day 3 – Gnosall to Audlem”