Thursday, March 11, 2021

Backwards and forwards and thoughts on loos…

We left Ellesmere after the weekend before last, heading back upstream to moor conveniently for me to be collected by taxi and taken up to Gobowen for my first Covid jab. That was on the Wednesday 3rd and all went well. In fact I was only gone for 45 minutes and that included a 15 minute wait for the return lift!

Following that we returned to Ellesmere for the weekend, topped everything up again, and set off on Monday, back towards Chirk.

Cruising near Bridge 4W

Since we left Mags has got her appointment for her second jab, on the 17th, so we’ve turned around and are going to fill again at Ellesmere before heading for The Poachers this side of Chirk where we can get a hire car. Unfortunately, due to Mags health status she has to go back to the vaccination centre associated with our GP, and that means a trip back up the M6 to the edge of the Lake District. Needs must, as they say.

Amber enjoying a lie-in with Mum

So that’s our plan for the next week. Not sure what we’re doing after that. But I’m sure Ellesmere will be involved at some point. 

Longer time readers may remember me installing a separating loo back in early 2016.

This replaced the cassette type the boat came with and was driven by us being stuck in Granary Wharf in Leeds for over two weeks over the previous Christmas and New Year while the Aire was in flood. The nearest Elsan disposal was across town at the Royal Armouries… Not a pleasant experience carrying a rucksack with a full poo tank inside a mile each way!

The separating, waterless, or “composting” toilet offered an alternative that would provide a longer period between empties, and also would save water. You’ll notice I put composting in inverted commas. These loos themselves only separate the liquid from the solids, enabling the end user to compost the solids over time, which may take up to 12 months until the contents are completely broken down.

But we weren’t going down that route. Advice from Canal and River Trust was that the solids should be composted, but if this was not an option (our case) then they should be securely bagged and disposed of in their general waste bins. 

So that’s what we’ve been doing for the last five years.

Moving on, and the recent Canal and River Trust newsletter contained an article that really put the cat among the pigeons in the boating community.

Extract -

Do remember though, if you can’t keep it [the solids] stored until it’s ready to use [as compost], it will still need to be disposed of in an appropriate way – for example a suitable composting site away from the canal. It should not be put in our bins – and absolutely must not be disposed of on or near the towpaths. Liquid waste can be emptied down an Elsan point. 

(My additions in brackets [])

Change of policy then! Note that it states “should not” rather than “must not”, so it’s implied that it’s advisory rather than compulsory… at this time.

It appears that it’s the waste management contractor who’s driving this, having noticed the increased number of bags of human poo appearing in the bins as these types of loo become more common.

Now in relative terms there are still only a few boaters bagging and binning, so it seems unlikely that CRT will install ??appropriate?? facilities for solid waste from boats. They already provide Elsan facilities (of varying quality) and they’re not contractually obliged to do that, nor are they even obliged to provide refuse disposal.

So this is going to go one of two ways. Either the waste handler will agree a new contract with CRT that includes the handling of human waste, or they will refuse point-blank to take it, forcing the Trust to introduce a ban. I can’t see the first option happening, and in the instance of the second, those who have no option will continue to dispose of their poo in the time-honoured fashion, disguising it as best as possible, and possible leading to the contractor withdrawing their services through breach of conditions. Not a situation anyone wants.

There is an active lobby group trying to convince CRT that there is way forward that will suit all concerned, and I hope they find one, but I’m not holding my breath…

Now, in our situation (and that of most continuous cruisers) we don’t have the space to store several containers of composting material as it breaks down, and even if we had we’d have to find somewhere to dispose of the “finished product”. It’s not allowed to just dump it in the hedge bottom, you need to have permission from the landowner.

Yes, I hear you say, but it would be simple and fairly cheap for CRT to locate storage bins on the network for the finished, crumbly and dry compost. They could even sell it on for fertiliser! But how long would it be before someone emptied an uncomposted bucket of poo in there, defeating the whole object!

So all things considered and after a week of agonising and sleepless nights, we are taking the backward step of refitting a cassette loo. I don’t want to, apart from the cost it won’t be as convenient, potentially introducing the same problems that caused us to swap in the first. But I can’t see any other option.

We’ve a Thetford C403 on order which will actually fit nicely in the space available, and has a slightly larger capacity than the older C200 we had previously. With a spare cassette we’ll last 8-10 days. Just hope we don’t get frozen in – again!

Locks 0, miles 11¼

Monday, March 01, 2021

Change of month, change of weather.

We moved to Ellesmere on Saturday, fine and warm. A splendid early spring day.

Several trips up into town got the cupboards and fridge topped up before we topped off the water tank and disposed of the accumulated rubbish and recycling, then turned around to head back upstream. 

Beautiful frosty morning walks over the weekend.

All change today though. At half-seven it was quite misty, but with a promise of the sun breaking through.

Love this one…

A brief glimpse though, then the fog came down again, just clearing enough to make the day a typical early March one, grey skies and cold with it.

We pushed on past Frankton Junction and pulled in near Bridge 4W (as usual!), and we’ll stay here till Wednesday morning. First thing on Wednesday we’ll move up to moor opposite Whittington Wharf so I can meet the taxi outside the Narrow Boat Inn for my trip to get my first Covid vaccination. Mags and Amber will stay aboard, I shouldn’t be very long.

And that’s about it. It was great to enjoy that brief spell of unseasonable weather, but it looks like we’re back to normal now for a few days.

Hi Tom, Jan. I wasn’t sure what you were on about in your comment, till I re-read the text on the last post. Gonna have to sack the proof-reader. But we are in rural Shropshire after all…

Locks 0, miles 11

Friday, February 26, 2021

It’s all going swimmingly!

As planned we used the moorings outside The Poachers as a base for visits last week. Tuesday was a run down to Shrewsbury for Mags’ Covid test. Then Thursday it was Shrewsbury again for her pre-admission check up and blood tests, and Friday back again for her procedure.

All went well, old stents in her bile ducts replaced. No stones to remove this time, so that’s a good sign. Can’t praise the Endoscopy team at the Royal Shrewsbury enough, caring, professional and sympathetic. Lovely people. We’ll see them again in 6 months…

We stayed put on Saturday, we were both a bit tired after a stressful week. Then Sunday we headed up towards Chirk, turned around in front of the tunnel then back past The Poachers to moor above New Marton Locks.

We waited out the wet and windy weather there, meeting Richard and Ruth on the fuel boat Mountbatten on their regular run to supply us boaters with diesel, solid fuel and gas.

Mountbatten coming up New Marton Top Lock.

We left it till yesterday before carrying on towards Ellesmere, but we’ve taken a day out near Bridge 4W. We had intended to be in the town today but the weather was too good to spend it on the busy towpath there. Much more peasant here.

Fine cruising in the sunshine yesterday.

We’ll be there tomorrow though, as coal bags have been emptied they’ve been repurposed to hold rubbish and recycling and we’ve now several on the roof. The problem with this stretch is there’s no rubbish and recycling facilities.

I spent a couple of hours doing a full service on the engine and gearbox this morning, and swapped the nappies used to collect the inevitable condensation that collects on the bare steel of the engine bay in the winter. Apart from that we’ve just been chilling. Good walks with Amber and reading.

With Boris’ “roadmap” to get us out of these lockdowns we’re in a position to make plans for the summer and autumn, but they’ll not be set in stone. We’d like to get to around Loughborough on The Soar to see my folks, then up to Gargrave on the L&L to see Mags’ family. We’ve got a wedding up there in October all being well.

And with me getting my first Covid jab next Wednesday we’re both feeling more positive for the future. Hope it’s not misplaced optimism…

Locks 2, miles 7¾ 

Saturday, February 13, 2021

Ice, Ice, Baby!

We’re heading back to The Poachers now, to enable us to get Mags’ Covid test and for her pre-admission review and ERCP procedure on Thursday and Friday. Hopefully this week won’t be postponed again.

We turned around yesterday, heading down to Frankton Junction then back to moor opposite Whittington Wharf. A dry day, but that biting easterly made it feel so much colder than the temperature indicated.

More lambs, I feel sorry for them in this weather.

And today was the same as we carried on and up New Marton Locks. Apart from it being cold there were no problems… until we reached the bottom lock. It was full, set against us, and contained a thick layer of ice.

I lifted the paddles then had to break the ice holding the top gate partially open before the lock would empty.

With the lock empty I still had to clear the ice clinging to the bottom gates before they would open.

 

There was lots of crunching and cracking as I pushed into the lock and as it refilled.







The top lock wasn’t anything like as bad, just a thin film of ice in the chamber. This one is sheltered from the Siberian wind…

We moored just past the water point, we’ll stay here tomorrow then head on to The Poachers on Monday after topping up the water tank.

Locks 2, miles 4¾

Wednesday, February 10, 2021

The Best Laid Schemes…

…oft Gang aft agley…

As the Scottish poet once wrote. Well our plans went agley!

We left Whixall Moss last Thursday, heading for Ellesmere.

A last romp on the moss before we left.

Back through Ellesmere Tunnel

We were able to get a mooring on the arm, making it easy to get the shopping to top up the cupboards.

Signs of Spring on our morning walk…

Cupboards, freezer and fridge replenished we set off on a blustery Saturday morning, heading up towards Chirk.

Empty moorings above Frankton Locks.

With the forecast looking grim for Sunday we pushed on, past Frankton Junction and Maestermyn, up New Marton Locks and moored above looking out across St Martins Moor. That left us just 3 miles to cover to get to the moorings outside The Poachers next to Bridge 19W.

It actually wasn’t as bad as predicted, at least over here in the west. They had it worse on the opposite coast. Arriving at the moorings we settled in for what was intended to be several days.

Everything was organised. A car was booked from Enterprise to get us to Shrewsbury for Mag’s Covid test, with taxis to take me to and pick me up from the Wrexham branch. They’re not doing the pick-up and drop-off service during lock-down.

Then on Wednesday Mags’ son Howard, who has been isolating, was coming down to take us for the pre-med in the afternoon, and the actual ERCP on Thursday.

That all went out of the window when we got a phone call yesterday lunchtime, postponing the procedure to next Friday. We don’t know the outcome of the Covid test but it’s irrelevant now as we’ve got to do it again on Tuesday.

So rather than hang around the Poachers for over a week we decided to turn around and head out into the sticks for a bit.

Nature’s ice sculptures at New Marton Locks.

Anyone speak Mandarin?

We’re now moored near Maestermyn, a sunny spot that we use often. I’ve a few jobs to do while we’re killing time, the engine and gearbox need oil and filter changes and I’m modifying one of the kitchen cabinets to fit drawers inside, keeping the door though. Should improve the storage. We’ll probably head back to the Poachers on Sunday. Mobile reception is poor here and we’ve a family Zoom meeting in the afternoon. It’s Mags’ first great-great grand-daughter’s first birthday!

Locks 4, miles 15½

Wednesday, February 03, 2021

And then there were four…

Well, six actually. But four are paired up so there’s only four in the array really.

I ordered two 80 watt panels from Sunshine Solar on Friday, and they were delivered by courier to us at Roundthorn Bridge on Tuesday. We pushed on down to Tilstock Park on Monday, turned at the winding hole then returned to moor at Roundthorn to wait for the delivery.

I spent today mounting and connecting the new ones up, the installation is a little bitty, with elements mounted on the storage boxes and directly onto the roof, but it will give us up to 520W. That should be enough to power the boat for the day, so long as we get a decent amount of sun…

 



All of them can tilt up to 45° along the axis of the boat so that helps to get the best possible angle for the low winter sun. So in the winter we need to be moored facing East or West, in the summer North or South. Ideally!


Mags is due into Royal Shrewsbury Hospital next Thursday for her twice yearly ERCP to clear out her bile ducts and replace the stents that keep her from getting jaundiced. It’s a little more complicated this time though. She’s got to have a negative Covid test prior to admission. But we’re working on that. Drive-through testing stations are great, so long as you’ve got a car!

Sunbeams from the setting sun this evening.

Anyway, we’re heading back towards the border for that, intending to moor at the Poachers. Lots of options there.

Locks 0, miles 5

Friday, January 29, 2021

There and back again…

I left you last Thursday wondering if our delivery would be early enough for us to start heading back towards Ellesmere on Friday. Well, it was and we did.

So now we’re the proud owners of two new tub chairs, ordered on Thursday before lunch and delivered to our doorstep at a quarter past eight on Friday. Pretty good, eh!

I had to dismantle the old, saggy swivel recliners before I could bring them in, but that didn’t take long.

We’re pleased with them, we’d decided that a sofa would dominate the area too much, these are comfortable but compact enough to leave us with space.

Anyway we moved on about lunchtime, just a short way to moor at Hampton Bank for the night, heading for Ellesmere on the Saturday (23rd) after a light overnight dusting of snow. We crossed briefly into Wales at Bettisfield and filled with Welsh water while we were there.

Arriving at Ellesmere we pulled onto the wharf for rubbish and recycling disposal, then managed to get the last mooring spot on the arm.

Sunday was snowy and cold, the forecast was spot on for a change!

Of course, the arm froze over so we hung about until it had thinned enough to head down to the end to turn around, cruised across to fill with water and dispose of rubbish, then reversed off and set off back towards Whitchurch. 

Mist rising off the still lingering ice on Blakemere.

Muskovy ducks near Lineal Wharf

Not the prettiest of God’s creatures…

We pulled in on Hampton Bank, stayed for a couple of nights and today have moved on to moor near Prees Junction.

Richard and Ruth are due tomorrow with a coal and diesel delivery, then we’ll wait out the snow on Sunday before moving on a bit.

Locks 0, miles 15

Thursday, January 21, 2021

Rain and mud, snow and ice, and starlings…

We moved from Hampton Bank last Sunday (17th), heading to a fine open spot near Prees Junction on the mosses.

First thing Sunday morning…

It was a short but fine trip, with a stop for water at Bettisfield.

Amber and I enjoy long walks across Wixhall Moss, but the recent rain has left the tracks almost impassable in places. Amber is very fastidious and doesn’t like to get her paws muddy!

Luckily there are drier alternatives!

The viewing tower on the Welsh/English border has been finished and gives fine views over Wixhall and Bettisfield Mosses.

Last night’s final wee trip was a bit of a shock for her, 2-3cm of snow had appeared since she last stepped off! This morning it had deepened to a couple of inches, with an icy crust on top. She enjoyed rooting around in it…

At sunset for the last few days we enjoyed the spectacular displays of a murmuration of starlings, swooping and wheeling around before settling down for the night…

This morning, in bright sunshine, we headed down to Tilstock Park to turn around and return to the moorings at Roundthorn Bridge. We’re expecting a delivery tomorrow and the small parking area alongside the mooring is ideal.

Leaving the winding hole just above Tilstock Park Bridge.

Lunch for a pair of white horses, confined to a smaller paddock than normal with the flooding.

Tied up at Roundthorn Bridge.

Depending on what time our delivery arrives tomorrow we’ll move on back to Hampton Bank, or stay here another night.

Locks 0, miles 6¾