|200 years apart: M6 motorway and C19th canalway. I know which I prefer|
We are heading south west towards Stoke on Trent and the Midlands and the locks have been coming steadily: a flight of nine; a short gap, then a couple, then another couple and just when you feel like a breather, a flight of five.
But, oddly enough, I enjoy these locks. Most are twinned so a boat can go up one while another goes down the other. That means fewer queues on a busy canal. They're handsome locks, too, as the canal climbs among the smooth fields and oak trees of Cheshire's prime cattle country.
|Money well spent? More towpath becoming high speed cycleway|
Tonight we are moored up, 25 locks up the climb, at Church Lawton - a spot I can barely recollect but Vicky remembers vividly - "there's a big house, a church and a graveyard with a boater's grave." Between our memories we could probably recollect a whole canal.
The last six locks today were done in pouring rain but as we settled in the warm with a cuppa I could only feel sorry for the two wet crew slowly towing a broken down hire boat back to its base at Middlewich: only 25 locks to go, lads.