Greater Cheshire: Day 10

We were all up quite early this morning, Brian and Mike being early risers anyway, and the factory over the Weaver made some loud banging noises at about 6.30.  Having four people on board means everything takes a while — what with getting showers, converting the dinette back from a guest bed, and then breakfast.  It was about 9 when we all walked down to the car park to say our goodbyes; it’s been really nice to see friends in person.

We walked up to the Barnton Co-op again, and then set off round the corner to the water point as we needed to do washing and fill the tank.  There was a little wait while others finished off.  While we were there, a friend messaged me with a photo of a review of The Water Road in the Financial Times.  I was delighted!

Once on the move again we quickly caught up with another boat, but it was at the long straight section before Marston so they waved us past.  At Wincham Wharf, it’s a case of weaving between the boats.

One of the sets of pipes from the chemical works has a rather attractive artwork.  The equation is turning brine into chlorine, hydrogen, and caustic soda.

The new power plant had its huge cranes up today, and on the opposite side of the canal was another, not yet up, with a massive piece of pipe.  It really is huge — you could drive a Transit van through it easily.

Whatcroft Flash was looking particularly nice in the sunshine — in fact the weather has been much much better than forecast yesterday.

Round the corner, we could see a little boat in the water.  It turned out to be a man from RCR, taking something to a boat.  His van was parked up on the road a little further on.

By Bridge 179 there are two lodge houses for Whatcroft Hall.  They’re rather pretty, being half timbered.  The bridges round here are flat decked rather than arched, so they could be jacked up if the land subsided because of all the salt extraction.

We had lunch on the move, then moored up the other side of Croxton Aqueduct.  The first couple of rings were free but the space was too short, so we’ve ended up a bit further along, with the stern on a ring and a mooring stake for the bow.  As we were mooring there was a heavy shower, but otherwise it’s been sunny.

9 miles, 0 locks.  (53 miles, 14 locks)

Greater Cheshire: Day 9

A non-moving day today, so we had a pretty easy start to the day.  We spent a little time cleaning the boat, as we were expecting guests.  Mid-morning, our friends Brian and Mike arrived, and after tea and coffee we went for a walk down to the Lift visitor centre, and then along the weaver and back to the canal and along.  This weekend there’s a floating coffee shop doing a good trade along the towpath.

We had a late lunch, then as it wasn’t raining we decided to go for another walk, going the other way up the canal.  Of course within a few minutes it started raining again.  We walked up as far as Barnton Tunnel, at which point it turned heavy with a few claps of thunder.  After waiting for a slight break in the rain, we headed back, only for it to become torrential again.  We took shelter under a bridge for a bit.

This evening, a historic boat came by, towing a butty without even a cabin, on a long line.

It’s also been pouring with rain, accompanied by thunder and lightning.  Brian and Mike will be staying the night, and then heading off on the next stage of their trip in the morning.

0 miles, 0 locks.  (44 miles, 14 locks)

Greater Cheshire: Day 8

With Saltersford Tunnel and it’s timed entry system about three miles ahead, we’d worked out that if we left at about quarter past the hour, we’d be about right for the tunnel an hour and a quarter later.  So we set off at 8.15.  There was light rain for most of the morning, although it didn’t seem to bother a kingfisher who kept flying in front of the boat for a long stretch.  Each time he stopped, I failed to get a photo.  The sun occasionally tried to break through the clouds.

We got to Saltersford a little early, but only about 5 minutes or so.

It’s only just over 400 yards long, but it’s so bendy inside that you can’t see the other end at all.

Out the other side, across Barnton Pool, and into Barnton Tunnel.  This one you can see the other end, but only a small sliver of it, and only when you’d done the turn to line up.

At the other side of Barnton Tunnel there’s another challenge, which is getting round a sharp bend and under a road bridge, and hoping no-one is coming the other way.

We moored up on the 2 day moorings at Anderton, just before the boat lift, because I have a strong 5G signal here and Adrian has a few calls this weekend.  We’d barely done two hours boating.  We walked down to the visitor centre to see the Daniel Adamson steam tug, which had come up the River Weaver on a trip yesterday.

Later on we went back because we knew it was scheduled to set off on its return trip at 12.30.  They sometimes do a short turnaround cruise which would be worth doing, but today it went into reverse and by using one of the stern lines on a bollard, backed into the basin below the boat lift.

Then it was off down the Weaver, heading for the Manchester Ship Canal and Ellesmere Port.

This afternoon we’ve had more rain showers, but once it had stopped we walked back to the previous bridge and found a path along the offside of the canal which leads up to Barnton village.  There’s a decent little Co-op there where we could get the things we forgot yesterday.

4 miles, 0 locks.  (44 miles, 14 locks)

Greater Cheshire: Day 7

We had a great evening with Erika and Ian last night.  They came over to BR for a drink as they’d never been on board, and then we all went over the bridge to their house where we had a takeaway.  Lots of boating stories were exchanged.

This morning we got a wash load going before we set off, and then untied at about 8.30.  It had been raining, but cheered up a bit before raining again.  Just around the corner was a view of the water tower.

The Runcorn Arm is actually very pretty all through Norton, with long wooded sections.  Then there’s a riot of concrete road bridges.

As you get into Runcorn, there’s a building which looks as though it could be a nuclear power station.  It’s actually the Brindley Theatre — although it does look better from the other side.  It’s also having work done at the front.

Then you get views of the iconic Runcorn Bridge.

The end of the canal happens rather abruptly at Waterloo Bridge.  There used to be locks beyond the bridge, going down to the Runcorn and Weston Canal, and the Manchester Ship Canal.  But for now, it’s where you have to turn around.

We turned and went back to moor on rings outside the theatre.  Going that way you also get views of the Mersey Gateway Bridge.

We walked into Runcorn to get some shopping at the decent-sized Co-op, then set off back down the arm.  When we got to the marina we stopped at the water point to fill the tank, and had lunch.  Then we went back out onto the main line, and turned south again.  We were much too early for the timed entry to Preston Brook Tunnel, which is for ten minutes at half past each hour, so we had about half an hour to wait.  We walked up above the tunnel mouth to see if we could spot any of the air shaft chimneys, but it’s too wooded.  But we did find the final Trent and Mersey mile post — which is above a point a few yards inside the tunnel, where the T&M technically turns into the Bridgewater.

I also had time to do a Kingley Vale blog post, with the latest photos of the build.  Of course no boats had come north, and we set off at 1.30.  Two of the three air shafts are off centre in this tunnel.

When we got to the other end a boat was arriving to go through.  They then set off, even though they were ten minutes early.  At least from this end you can see there’s nothing coming.  We did the lock and then the bendy bit of canal, and moored on the rings at the site where the canal breached in 2012.  It had turned into a sunny and warm afternoon, so we took a walk along to the next bridge and down to the River Weaver, this time to look at Dutton Locks.  There’s a graceful bridge over the weir stream to take you onto the lock island.

Further down the valley is the long railway viaduct.

One of the houses by the locks had a very decadent-looking parasol in the front garden.

In the weir stream, next to the sluices, is an Archimedes screw power plant, with the flow of the river turning the screw to produce enough power for 150 homes.  Because of all the fencing around it, it’s very difficult to get a photo.

And the old ship that’s been here for decades has deteriorated some more.

11 miles, 1 lock.  (40 miles, 14 locks)

Greater Cheshire: Day 6

The peace of our lovely quiet mooring was disturbed yesterday evening when three plastic boats came through Barnton Tunnel, music blaring, and moored up for an evening round a camp fire.  They did actually turn the music down, and they didn’t really take any notice of us, but every sound echos round the pool.  Then at about 10.30 they all packed up, turned the music back up, and headed back through the tunnel.

It rained overnight and was still a bit drizzly this morning.  Saltersford Tunnel is timed entry, from the top of the hour until 20 past going north, so we set off at a couple of minutes to 10 and entered the tunnel bang on the hour.

It’s only a short tunnel, but the reason it’s timed is that it’s so kinked inside that you can’t see from one end to the other; actually going north you get the briefest glimpse of a sliver of light from the other end — but once inside you can see that part way through there’s such a bend that the other portal is at a completely different angle.  Once through, there are glimpses of the Weaver valley below, and if you know where to look you can seen bridges and the location of locks.  There’s also a big viaduct over the valley.

After almost two hours we reached the one lock of the day, the Dutton Stop Lock, built by the Trent and Mersey to stop the Bridgewater Canal taking their water.  It’s only about 2 inches fall, and is neither narrow nor wide.  Just before it is a dry dock with a railway style canopy over it — principally because it was built by the North Staffordshire Railway, when they owned the canal.

We were a little early for the timed entry to Preston Brook Tunnel — just ten minutes from the top of the hour at this one — so we tied up.  

It was clear someone was coming through as there was a woman waiting, but it turned out to be two guys in a kayak, doing a sponsored paddle.  They’re doing Preston Brook to Middlewich now, and Llangollen to Middlewich in August.

At 12 we set off, and it takes about 15 minutes to get through. A couple of feet before the end of the tunnel, the Trent and Mersey changes to the Bridgewater.  It’s owned by Peel Ports, and these days, boats with a CRT licence, like us, have to book.  We rather like these flats, just beyond the tunnel.

A little further on is Midland Chandler’s, where I came by car a couple of months ago to get new batteries.

Immediately beyond the M56, we turned left onto the Runcorn Arm, and moored just beyond the next bridge.  Our friends live on the opposite side of the canal, but the mooring on their garden currently has a wasps nest, so we’re keeping well away!  We’ll see them this evening.

This afternoon, we walked along to the next bridge and up the hill to Norton, to look at the water tower which is visible on the top of the hill for miles around.  You can’t get very close because it’s still operational.

When we got back to the bridge, we decided to continue down the lane.  It took us to a level crossing over the railway line  where we happened to see a freight engine towing a steam engine and a single carriage.  It appears it was being moved from Carlisle to Crewe.  Then we came to the mainline of the Bridgewater Canal, which is up on an embankment, with the lane continuing through an underbridge.

We walked down the towpath to the junction, across the bridge, through some housing, and back to the boat. 

6 miles, 1 lock.  (29 miles, 13 locks)

Greater Cheshire: Day 5

We had a rather slow start to the day, because Keith Wilson was coming at 11 to discuss an alteration to our new cratch cover, to make it fit a little better.  While we waited for him, we went for a walk to see the gardens of the Lion Salt Works, as it was much better weather than yesterday’s rain.  Their butterfly garden contains the Cheshire buddleia collection, which has more than thirty named varieties.  I didn’t even know there were that many.

Then we walked over the canal bridge, where there are two larges flashes.

Keith arrived and we came up with a plan which will mean we’re not without a cover for very long, and then we set off at about 11.30.  We continued to Anderton where we stopped on the services to get rid of rubbish and recycling (although there are no separate bins here yet), and fill the water tank.  Then we moved round the corner and moored up.  It turned out we were right in front of  Amy Jo, so we had a quick chat with Chris and Steve, whom we first met many years ago in Chester.  We walked up to the Anderton Lift visitor centre and have a very nice and very reasonably priced lunch in the cafe.  It has a great view of the lift.

Unfortunately the lift is out of action at the moment, otherwise we’d have taken the opportunity to go down onto the Weaver for a few days.  It needs £15 million pounds worth of works, which won’t happen quickly.  Our friend and fellow Braidbar owner, Erika, works there, so we were able to have a chat with her too.  We’ll be back here in a few days, so we decided to leave a proper look round the site until then, and set off once again north.  There is a nice house up on the hill overlooking the approach to Barnton Tunnel.

Barnton Tunnel is one way but doesn’t have the time restrictions that other tunnels up here do, because you can see right through it — although only really at the last moment.  

It’s only a short tunnel but it is far from straight.  In fact, the kinks in it are so pronounced you actually have to steer round them!  At the far end of the tunnel is a wide pool, before Saltersford Tunnel.  A boat was already on the best mooring, but we tied up with a lovely view out the front of the boat.

We went for a walk down the lane to the River Weaver and along to the Saltersford Locks.  The small lock clearly hasn’t been used for some time, and with the lift closed there must be very little traffic on the river at all.

Surprisingly, given that we’re surrounded by hill here, we both have excellent mobile internet signals.

3 miles, 0 locks.  (23 miles, 12 locks)