Thursday, 25 April 2013

Hi-ho, hi-ho, it’s off to work we go ...

… with a shovel and a pick … along the railway track!




Saying cheerio to good friends ...





… but we’ll meet up again before the summer is out (if it ever comes in that is!)
 The ‘fruity’ aroma from the Swizzles Factory at New Mills was mouth watering!





3 lift bridges today …

… coming up to Higgins Clough 




Wood End next - George is telling me to concentrate on the steering not on the photo - hence it’s a tiny bit blurred!!





and Turflea being the last one.





Hairy horned cows



















and frisky horses





Colour is coming ... 




… to the towpaths at last.
 Arrived at Marple in the rain just in time to grab the last mooring space.
Tomorrow early (well ‘ish) we’ll slip over to the water point, reverse back through the bridge and continue our journey down the Marple Locks.

Tuesday, 23 April 2013

Bugsworth Weather Station



Of course this is only a local forecast!

We had planned to move back towards Marple on Thursday last week but needed diesel but fuel boat Alton was not coming our way until Sunday evening so we had turned back to Bugsworth to wait its arrival, not a difficult decision to make as we have loved the basin(s) from the moment we first arrived - all that history and renovation; the walks and the scenery - I could stay here forever!

The tanks are now full but not all our post has arrived so today we will move up to Whaley Bridge once again to top up on water, empty the loo, collect the post (hopefully) and top up the cupboards at Tesco before continuing on to moor once again beyond Carrs Lift Bridge for the night.

Tomorrow we’ll drop down the Marple Flight - we’re heading for the Huddersfield Narrow Canal and the Standedge Tunnel - scary biscuit!

Sunday, 21 April 2013

A lazy Sunday

A late rise this morning to meet the sunshine and a cooked breakfast to start the day right.  While George wash/waxed Rock ’n’ Roll’s roof and one side I did ... not very much!  Our plan was to have a late Sunday lunch at the Navigation Inn (Elsie Tanner’s old haunt) but we weren’t sure what time the fuel boat was coming.  We decided at about 4 o’clock to go for it and had a call from Geoff whilst eating our puddings that Alton was currently fuelling Seyella and would be with us in about half an hour - time enough to finish our meal.

It was raining when Brian expertly steered Alton alongside Rock ’n’ Roll …

 … whilst Ann Marie got the rope ready to pass to George to secure the boats …

 Room for a touch of spring on the cabin roof among the pots and posts and paraphernalia of a canal fuel trader
19:15 … after the rain the sun appears …

… and there is Alton snug as a bug in a rug for the night in the upper basin - they deserve a rest after the busy day they’ve had - thanks guys!

Saturday, 20 April 2013

A splendid warm day!

Looking through the window …

 … this morning …


 at 7:30


… and the view this afternoon at a quarter to 6 - a great day!

A quick ‘hello’ to Mark of NB Meg who is moored on the middle arm just now and dips into the blog occasionally - enjoy the boating season! 

Thursday, 18 April 2013

The Goyt Valley and its mills

It’s a fantastic walk from our moorings just south of Carr Lift Bridge to the old mill sites at New Mills ...

… passing the Lamas …




… and approaching the huge railway viaduct ... 





… with its decorative brick and stone arches ...








… a mellow coloured dressed stone at The Torrs Riverside Park






The River Goyt flows over the weirs …












… and would have flowed through the old mill leat via this sluice and the archway beyond which was built in 1888.  The bed of the leat would have been very much deeper than the current pathway by at least 6 or 7 feet.

Wow, what a spectacular sight through that archway - mysterious and yet romantic!


The information plaque mentions that after cotton production ceased on the site in 1890 the building was used by a fustian cutting firm - it reminded me that one of my distant relations Rachel Nickisson (1873-1937) was a fustian cutter!





Continuing round the bend is a wonderful packhorse bridge towered over by the Union Road Bridge, one of the highest road bridges in the area and build in 1884 ...





… where half way up a rock climber is doing his thing!

















The ruins of Torr Mill stand where the rivers Goyt and Sett meet …


















… where this reverse archimedean screw is now housed and used to generate renewable electricity by turning ...










… as the waters from the weirs flow down it.  The screw is fondly named Archie!










Although it was not producing any electricity today, due to the unusually heavy rainfall during 2012 Archie was generating an average of 50 kilowatts on most days.









Continuing under those arches and past another weir we come to the remains of the ...








The River Goyt would have flowed with some force over the weirs, through the sluice and under the arch ...









… where the mill wheels were housed inside the building 






The impressive millennium bridge  follows the contour of the railway embankment above the river ...





… and commemorates the life of Stan Brewster.


The Torr Vale Mill built in 1788 was the longest continuously running mill until it closed in 2000.


We also walked a short distance away from the Goyt to take a look at  …






The River Sett where we saw a strange sight in this tree ...




… a child’s tricycle - I’m sure that the river hasn’t risen this high and judging by the amount of rubbish on the far bank I think that it has been ‘chucked’ over the wall at the top of the bank and caught on the branch.






The River Sett ...




… and the remains of an old wharf …














… where we found these remains - they appear to be joined together by a wooden beam ...







… and look like it may be an upturned, buried wagon which would have brought the coal to the surface.





The site of the former ...









… Chain Horse House overlooking the remains of the old wharf




Another lovely pack horse bridge, this time over the River Sett.

That’s Meg waiting for ‘permission’ from dad to get wet again!








Fish out of water 

… and luminous wild anemones as we start our walk back to the canal.

A wonderful place to explore!