|The handsome old paving at Slattocks lock|
Truth is that we are having some r&r before the big push tomorrow: the nineteen locks that will take us down into the heart of Manchester. The stories on the canal grape-vine
make it sound like the front line: scrotes, rubbish, barely working locks, shortages of water and so on. We shall be wearing our body armour and hard hats when we set off early tomorrow. (Only joking, kids!).
Today was really quite pleasant. The flight of five Slattocks locks that began the day is as elegant a classical lock flight as you could ask for, with attractive stone bridges and old cobbled sett paving – which is as hard on the feet, though, as it is easy on the eye. When you go through locks like these you understand just why people worked so hard to get this canal back from dereliction.
|Wide and deep – a first for the Rochdale|
A couple of hours later the two Kiwi boats, Waiouru and Firefly which we've been trading places with virtually since Hebden Bridge, arrived from Slattocks and moored up behind and just round the corner below us is another boat that's come up from Manchester. Four boats – that must count as a marina round here!