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Hi! I'm Eunice and I live in Bolton, Lancashire, with my two dogs Sophie and Sugar and an assortment of cats - well it used to be Sophie and Sugar, now it's Sophie and Poppie. I first began camping back in 1997 when my then partner took me to Anglesey for my birthday weekend. We slept in the back of the car - a hatchback - using the cushions off the settee at home as a mattress, and cooked and brewed up on a single burner camping stove. The site was good, the views were great, the weather fantastic and I was completely hooked. Following that weekend we got a two-man tent and some proper accessories and returned to Anglesey two weeks later, then over time we progressed to a three-man tent followed by an old trailer tent, then a new trailer tent, a campervan and finally a caravan. When my partner decided that the grass was greener on the other side of the street - literally - in April 2009 and I suddenly found myself alone after fifteen years, I decided there was no way I was going to give up camping and caravanning if I could cope on my own. This blog is the story of my travels, trials and tribulations since becoming a solo camper - I hope you like it

Sunday July 2nd 2017 - Part 1 - A canal walk at Shardlow

Sunday morning arrived sunny and very warm and after the first dog walk round the top end of the field I went over to the show ground to get some breakfast at the same place as the day before, though this time I got it as a 'takeaway' and went back to the tent to make my own brew. The morning was spent relaxing with my book then at lunchtime I set out to explore along the canal running through the village of Shardlow a couple of miles away.

The Trent & Mersey Canal, engineered by James Brindley, was the country's first long distance canal; constructed between 1766 and 1777 it runs 93 miles from the Bridgewater Canal at Preston Brook in Cheshire to the River Trent at Shardlow. Shardlow itself was, at one time, an important river port with several wharfs and associated warehouses which are now, in the present day, part of a conservation area with over fifty Grade ll listed buildings converted for business use or as private dwellings. With several public houses within the conservation area Shardlow is now considered to be Britain's most complete surviving example of a canal village.

Turning off the main road through the village a short distance down a residential lane took me to a gravel-surfaced free car park and from there a wide footpath led between hedgerows to the canal a couple of hundred yards away. With a choice of going left or right I chose left first as I'd gone to the right the last time I was there. Past a short row of waterside houses the path took me under a bridge, past a boatyard and under another bridge to where the canal widened out into a basin. The old warehouses there had been converted into apartments and a couple of waterside restaurant/bars with pleasant tree-shaded gardens, and just beyond were lock gates and the lock keeper's cottage. Past the lock I was heading into open countryside and with no idea where I would end up I decided to turn round and retrace my steps.



As I passed the last of the canalside houses I saw the oddest thing; a couple of times I'd heard what sounded like the hooting of a steam locomotive although there was no railway line anywhere near there, but running round the large garden of that last house was a miniature steam loco complete with open carriages and several children as passengers. It seemed to be a strange thing to have running round a private garden, but just beyond the end of the garden was a small backwater where a few boats were moored and a place which looked like it could be a pub so maybe it was connected to that.



A few more minutes of walking took me past the attractive backwater of Chapel Farm Marina with its corner gardens, then further along the path took me under a bridge and I came to another set of lock gates where a large information sign designed for canal and river traffic told me that I wasn't far from the River Trent. Just beyond there the path on the canal side was lined with some form of foliage with creamy-white flowers which gave off a lovely scent something similar to (I think) honeysuckle; apart from the really obvious ones I wouldn't know one wild flower from another so if anyone knows what this was then I'd love to know as it really was nice.


Eventually I came to the end of the canal where it joined the River Trent and the River Derwent, and the path took me to the right and up a gentle incline to Long Horse Bridge. The original bridge was a timber construction which crossed the Trent at the Derwent junction; after collapsing in 1893 it was rebuilt, then in 1932 it was replaced at the same location by a bridge made of reinforced concrete. After 70 years the bridge was suffering from severe concrete degradation so for safety reasons it was closed in 2002 and demolished the following year. The new Long Horse Bridge, with a span of 170ft, was constructed across the Trent in 2011, 140metres upriver from the original one, and was opened in November that year.


At the far side of the bridge I wandered along just far enough to take a handful of photos then I made my way back across and headed back along the canal to where I'd parked the van. I'd had a good couple of hours walk and I could have gone further but I wanted to get back to the show ground for a last look round and to get something for my tea before everything started closing down. It had been such a nice walk though that I'll certainly do it again another time.


**Since arriving back home I've found out that the miniature railway is in a private garden which is open to the public on certain days as part of the Open Gardens scheme. What looked like a pub was just another house, but if I'd gone to take a look I would probably have been able to look round the garden properly and maybe have a ride on the train. Something to remember for next year if the weekend coincides with the steam rally.



10 comments:

  1. What a lovely walk, looks idyllic. That would be lovely if the open garden day coincides with your visit to the steam rally next year.

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  2. It really was a lovely walk Eileen, the sort of walk that you would never get tired of doing no matter how many times you did it. The last time I went along there was four years ago but I only went as far as the second set of lock gates. Sugar fell in the canal that day but I hauled her out and she was absolutely fine :)

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  3. Those photo's looks like the canal was a very relaxing place to walk.
    What a wonderful part one. Looking forward to part two.

    Yvonne.

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  4. It was a lovely place to walk Yvonne, and very peaceful too :)

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  5. Hi Eunice,

    I fell so tranquil when I walk along a canal with the dog. Your photos capture such tranquillity so wondrously.

    In the town I live, Leek, we have James Brindley's Water Mill and Museum.

    Thank you for this story and such lovely pictures.

    Enjoy the rest of the weekend.

    Gary :)

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  6. Thanks Gary, glad you like the pictures :) I love walking along canals, they always seem so quiet and peaceful, and that particular one is very picturesque.

    Have a good weekend yourself, and give Penny a hug from me :)

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  7. Gorgeous walk! I love all the pretty canal boats.

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  8. I love the colourful narrowboats too but I've often thought - they always seem to be red, dark green, dark blue or black, there are never any yellow ones. I wonder why? :)

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  9. Hi Eunice, thank you for your lovely email (and I quite understand that you don't want to be doing any sewing - I won't suggest that again!!)

    Your plant looks like Meadowsweet to me, filipendula ulmaria. It is part of the Rose family which explains the lovely scent, hope that helps

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  10. Thanks Jayne, I've just googled it and that's definitely the one. I knew I could rely on you, you're not 'The Head Gardener' for nothing! lol :)

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