|Sunshine and scenery: what more do you need|
Well, at least that's what I did while the rest of the household dodged the rainstorms and gardened, shopped and cooked.
Yesterday we got back to the boat at Foulridge moorings, just north of the tunnel, still in the rain but this morning at last we woke up to sunshine and headed on towards that glorious stretch of canal that winds its way round the lumpy hillsides of the Pennines.
|Volunteers at work tidying the first of the locks|
At the top of the locks volunteers from 'Barnoldswick in Bloom' were doing fine job sprucing up the place. At the bottom of the locks was something that looked rather less tidy. More like a floating wood pile than a boat but as we came past it turned out to be an eccentric masterpiece in creation. Every piece of the exterior was a piece of reclaimed or re-purposed old wooden furniture. There was even a piano in mid-dissection on the back deck.
|It ain't exactly pretty but it's certainly ingenious|
We are properly in the Pennines here; so much so that the Pennine Way trail uses the towpath for a brief stretch.
This afternoon we followed the trail a couple of glorious miles acros country to Gargrave, the next small town on the canal and then nearly twice the distance back along the twisting towpath. Fortunately we were fortified by some very excellent haddock & chips at Gargrave!
We had to sniff them out. It's a bit posh is Gargrave: the fish & chipper isn't allowed a sign outside – you have to be guided by your nose to the door.