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Not a Bendy Bus

Last night’s mooring was quiet and peaceful, although this morning we realised we could hear the sound of traffic on the M56 a mile or so distant. 776 more words

Chocolate Charlie

From the same trip as the previous post, this is ‘Chocolate Charlie’ on his narrowboat, Mendip, moored near Preston Brook in the Spring of 1977.   146 more words


Tunnel Treble

Most boats on the move from the Anderton moorings disappeared down the boat lift and out onto The Weaver. We headed on up, with umpteen calculations on treble tunnel logistics running riot in his brain, Nick was in a mathematical frenzy by the time we arrived at Barnton Tunnel…the disturbingly, untimed and unpredictable tunnel of the three.  188 more words

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Day 42 - Howling a Gale

Well, I almost made it to Anderton, but unfortunately with the weather being so bad today, I couldn’t get going till 9am.
Luckily, the wind was a head wind when I got going, so it wasn’t to difficult to push off. 275 more words


Day 41 - An Ice Breaker

Well for this post, you can join in by going to the kitchen and ripping off a sheet of kitchen foil and waving it around whilst you read the post! 352 more words


Blinded By The Dark

Woke to another world this morning, calm water, clear sky, sunshine and even a bit of warmth. Passed by Dutton breach and up towards Preston Brook tunnel where a mischievous kind of a goat watched us disappear into the gloom… 342 more words

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A coal stop followed by a water stop and we were good to go. Spent an enjoyable day pointlessly meandering to Runcorn – the top of the Bridgewater canal and back. 245 more words

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