Tuesday, January 28, 2020

Now then, where were we?

Blimey, it’s been a week since I last posted! Must try to do better…

Ok then. We moved on to moor outside The Poachers last Wednesday, a steady run under grey skies.

New Marton Bottom Lock

Leaving the Top Lock


The snowdrops are out!




We spent three nights there, hiring a car to go to Shrewsbury Hospital for Mags to have a follow-up blood test after her procedure 10 days ago. No results yet…

Then on Saturday we pushed on, above the Ceiriog Valley on Chirk Bank.



Crossing into Wales on Chirk Aqueduct.

Chirk Tunnel at the end of the aqueduct.

We pulled in after passing through the shorter Whitehouse Tunnel. A good towpath here with mooring rings and after a while you don’t notice the trains running past…

We had a long weekend there, then chose today to move on as the weather had improved somewhat.

Leaving the moorings near Whitehouse Tunnel.


A sharp left turn just past Irish Bridge takes the canal parallel to the River Dee down in the valley.


Cefn Mawr Viaduct takes the railway across the river…

…and Pontcysyllte Aqueduct does the same for the canal.

After negotiating the lift bridge at Froncysyllte we filled with water then pushed across the canal to moor just south of the aqueduct. I say pushed, basically I untied the ropes and the brisk breeze did the work for me!
Work on the towpath handrails on the aqueduct is proceeding apace, but it needs the channel and path to be closed. Before 9AM and after half three though they clear the channel to allow navigation across.
 So we waited behind a hire boat, then were able to go across soon after three. They’d finished a little early as it was so windy. It’s a little exposed crossing the span…



Whittington Wharf hire boat Elizabeth Rose heading for Llangollen at the north end of the aqueduct.

We didn’t follow them, instead we threaded our way between the Anglo-Welsh fleet at Trevor Wharf, ran aground as usual under Scotch Hall Bridge into Trevor Basin, turned around and moored up.

A bit thin…


Billy-no-mates at Trevor Basin.

Meg enjoying a bit of grass in the sunshine.


I think we’ll be here for two or three days now.

Since last post – Locks 2, miles 8½

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