Monday, May 10, 2021

All the way up

We left it till last Wednesday before moving on from our mooring near Chirk Marina. With no definite plan in mind apart from filling with water below the aqueduct we didn’t know where we’d finish up. As it was we pulled in opposite the water taps, pinned in almost with sight of the spectacular structure.

Heading to Whitehouse Tunnel

Along the channel above the River Dee

I’d been looking to part company with John Sage, the bike I’d bought in Macclesfield when Mags was hospitalised following her stroke way back in 2012. I’d not used it for a while and it’s just been taking up space either on the frame mounted on the counter or on the roof, steadily deteriorating. Anyway a couple on the boat moored behind us spotted the for sale sign, had a brief test run and adopted it. Although it looked scruffy it was in full working order, and they got a bargain.

Friday dawned fine and dry, and after a lovely walk with Amber we set off towards Llangollen.

The classic shot of our shadow on the aqueduct.

I’d forgotten how beautiful the channel above the Dee is.

Shallow though. We had to tow one boat off the bottom at one point.

Passing through the narrows above the town we finished up tying up in the basin, the limit of navigation for powered boats.

One of the horse drawn trip boats working from Llangollen Wharf.

The last couple of times we’ve been here I‘ve not walked up to Horseshoe Falls, Meg not being fit enough for the the 3½ mile trip. But Amber is well able…

Pentre Felin

Chain Bridge

Horseshoe Falls, the source of the Llangollen Canal.

Looking upstream from Dee Bridge in Llangollen.

Today we left the basin, moving just half a mile to the linear moorings above the town. It’s closer for a bit of shopping from here. Not much, I’m keeping the cupboards and fridge and freezer light for when we go into Chirk Marina for blacking next week. We’ll be moving on tomorrow, probably back to Trevor.

Locks 0, miles 7

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