I think autumn is the best time of year. More beautiful than summer with fewer pesky insects and even peskier boaters. However, peskiest of all is the lesser spotted irate house dweller. We encountered one yesterday who complained that me running my engine was making his floorboards vibrate. I offered that even though I would have liked to run my engine for two hrs, how about if I run for 45 minutes, switching off at the ungodly time of ten past six? His response was to threaten to get Peel Holdings to throw me off the canal! He stomped away after I told him to jog on, but I was good to my offer and shut down at 6.10 prompt. It's not always a stress free life on the cut!
Anyway, where was I? The leaves in the water aren't too much trouble. Simply knock the boat into neutral every now and then to clear the weed hatch.
We went straight to - and straight through - Preston Brook Tunnel (luckily we hit our allowed 10 minute slot). I snapped a few pics as we went, happy to be praised by moored boaters for how considerately slowly we went past them (see, house dweller? We are not such bad people!)
Daresbury came and went, as did the tunnel then it was on to the totally different feel of the Trent and Mersey.
Much narrower!
We stopped high above the Weaver Valley, where the canal clings to the hillside
Well, normally it does! This whole stretch slid into the valley below 4 years ago.
Here's hoping the repair holds out!
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