Monday, 21 December 2015

Oxford for Christmas

I've spent an unseasonably mild few days trundling slowly down the Oxford canal from Braunston to Oxford. Although the weather is not ideal the south Oxford is a beautiful canal meandering mainly through open countryside with Banbury being the only town along the route. There are a few villages which offer good pubs and often a small shop for the essentials. 
I enjoyed a few quiet moorings in the middle of nowhere which are extremely peaceful with only the pleasant birdsong to break the science. Not an artificial light in sight.  

Early evening peace

Now moored up in Oxford only a short walk from the city centre and am looking forward to seeing the city and may even have a day trip to London as the station is close by. 

A merry Christmas and happy new year to all my family and friends. 

Wednesday, 16 December 2015

On the move again

I have once again been remiss in not updating the blog for over a month. It really is not good enough. Over the past month I made my way back to Braunston via the Stratford canal, thus completing the Avon ring. And then back along the Grand Union via the 21 lock Hatton flight and Warwick.

Braunston is of course where this wonderful journey began little over four years ago when I bought the Bunbury from Braunston marina. Returning always feels like returning home and so I spent three weeks here. Last weekend I had a trip to visit my wonderful children for the annual dad's birthday and Christmas dinner get-together in York. After a lovely weekend it's time to gain to move on this time a gentle cruise down the South Oxford Canal to the dreamy spires of Oxford itself when I plan to spend Christmas. 
I left Braunston this morning and am currently moored up in splendid isolation in the peaceful countryside. 

Thursday, 5 November 2015

Climbing back to Birmingham

After leaving a month between my last updates I've promised myself I will do them more frequently as my memory can't cope with a months worth.  So leaving Hopwas on Wednesday I continued along the Coventry canal for a couple of miles through open countryside and beautiful autumnal trees before reaching Fazeley junction where the Birmingham and Fazeley canal meets the Coventry. 



I had originally thought of continuing on the Coventry canal to join the Oxford and head south that way but it is a route I have covered a few times and I wanted a change. The alternative, which I took, is to follow the Birmingham and Fazeley canal into the centre of Birmingham.  

This will allow me to complete the Black County ring and, when I head out of the city on the Birmingham and Worcester canal and join the Stratford canal,  the Avon ring too.



The canal features this rather unique footbridge near the village of Drayton Bassett, home of Sir Robert Peel who is buried in the local church.  The towers have stone spiral steps in them and it seems to have been built for no other reason than a novelty.


After spending the night on a quiet stretch of canal, although still within earshot of the M42 I headed of this morning in light drizzle to make a start on the 30 odd locks that lie between me and Birmingham.  As I mentioned in my previous entry Birmingham is built atop a hill and thus I have many locks to climb on the way in and just as many to descend on the way out.  In fact there are around 60 more locks on this route than alternative on the Coventry canal which takes a much more level route. However, had I not taken this route I would have missed that fabulous bridge.

As Birmingham get closer the scenery is much more urban and industrial the canal approaches Aston. Here a factory has been extended right across the canal leaving a dark semi tunnel which is enclosed on one side but supported by concrete pillars on the other.


Not a pretty piece of engineering but I suppose it does its job.

The final mile into Aston is rather over crowded with the many road bridges on several levels which make up the infamous Spaghetti Junction.  Not pretty by car it is even worse seen from beneath and very noisy.



I'm now happily moored up in Aston with the remaining 8 locks of the Aston flight and a further 14 on the Farmers Bridge flight between me and Gas Street basin in central Birmingham.  The forecast for tomorrow is wet so it may well be Saturday when I continue this trip and complete the Birmingham and Fazeley canal.

Wednesday, 4 November 2015

Where did October go ?

I can't believe I haven't updated the blog for a whole month.  To be fair it's been a busy month meeting up with a few friends and covering most of the Avon ring - I'll complete the missing section later this month.  To clarify there are several "Rings" on the canal network which are basically round trip routes as shown on the map below.  So far I've done the Four Counties and Thames Rings and by the end of tis month will complete the Avon and Black Country rings.


However, I had better cover last month before moving onto November. At the end of September I left the East Anglian rivers and rejoined the canal network at Gayton Junction above Northampton.  Then after a couple of days getting used to the lower engine power needed for cruising the canals at a respectable pace I made my way up to Calcutt marina where I met up with an old RAF mate Pete Billings who keeps his narrowboat there.  A couple of days spent catching up with jobs on both our boats, taking his dog for walks and enjoying good food, drink and company.  

Leaving Calcutt I headed north on the Grand Union passing through many locks including the Hatton flight of 21 wide locks which are hard work - especially when wet.  Above the flight I joined the Stratford canal at Kingswood Junction from where the canal heads north to Birmingham os south to Stratford upon Avon - I chose to head south as I wanted to explore the river Avon which the canal joins at Stratford.  The Stratford canal is very pretty as it falls through mostly open countryside.  One of the locks has an an Antony Gormley sculpture along side, one of only 5 in his "Land" installation.



The final approach to Stratford is quite narrow and built up so views are limited until bursting open in the basin at the terminal which offers extensive views of the town and river Avon.  This is the view from the final lock separating river from canal.

After enjoying a week in Stratford sampling the many traditional tea rooms I spent a thoroughly enjoyable few days cruising down the picturesque river Avon which offers stunning views and some scary weirs if you take a wrong turn.



The trip was marred slightly by my carelessly getting the rudder caught on a lock cill.  I've only done this once before, earlier this year, when  managed to relocate the rudder.  Unfortunately this time it was well and truly jammed and needed to be lifted from the water to allow the repair to be undertaken. Thankfully I found a very good boat yard who lifted the boat out the following morning and the repair was completed by noon and I was once again on my way,albeit with a much lighter wallet.  However, on the advice of the marina I checked my insurance policy and found it actually covered damage caused by underwater objects so my wallet has since been topped up - less the excess.


The Avon meets the river Severn at Tewksbury and I then headed upstream to Worcester.  The Severn is still a working river with several large gravel barges trundling up and down.



After a days cruise I reached Worcester where the massive locks remind you of the large vessels that travel on the river.

The Worcester & Birmingham canal joins the river which would take me into the centre of Birmingham.  I stopped here a few days to visit the pretty and very compact city before being joined by another ex-work colleague - Joanne Shaw and her lovely family Steve and young Cam. We spent a couple of hours cruising the Severn before turning onto the canal to head up a few locks and stopping for Pizza.  Cam seemed to enjoy his trip and was a credit to his parents. Although he does pose whenever a camera is pointed at him.


The next few days were spent climbing up the Worcester and Birmingham canal.  Birmingham seems to be atop a hill and the 30 mile stretch incorporates 58 lock - 30 of which form the longest flight on the UK canal system. It was with some relief that I passed through lock 58 and enjoyed the final 10 miles of lock free canal passing through the pretty suburbs of Bournville, the town created by Cadbury  for his workforce and Edgbaston a green and pleasant area where the captains of industry chose to live well away from their factories. Even 2 miles from the city centre the canal still passes through a green corridor before it finally gives way to the city skyline.



The famous Gas Street Basin in the city centre where the Worcester & Birmingham canal meets the Birmingham canal main line.  Although the canals were originally not connected due to disputes between the two companies so goods had to be unloaded from one boat at one side of the Worcester Bar only to be loaded onto another on the opposite side.  Eventually the canals were joined via a stop lock following an act of parliament.

While in Birmingham I visited the Black Country Museum and the Dudley canal tunnels and mines which are quite impressive.



My brother Dave joined me for a few days as he was over from the Isle of Man.  After viewing the tunnels we made our way through Birmingham to Wolverhampton and another flight of 21 locks as the canal drops down to join the Shropshire Union and Trent & Mersey canals.

And as October slips into November I'm now in the village of Hopwas and will shortly join the Birmingham and Fazely canal to head once more uphill into Birmingham city centre to complete the Black Country ring and then leave on the Worcester canal to join the Stratford and complete the last section of the Avon ring.

I will try to update the blog more often as my memory isn't up to recalling month long episodes.

Sunday, 27 September 2015

Back aboard and a few days up the river to Northampton

After a great break staying with family on the Isle of Man and attending my nephew's wedding I'm back on the old tub and have spent the past three days trundling back up the Nene to Northampton.  I left Oundle on Friday for a short trip of up to Islip to meet up with other members of the Friends of the River Nene to celebrate the organisations first birthday on Saturday.


After several glasses of wine and a slice or two of cake I moved on in the late afternoon for a couple more miles to stop overnight on at Woodford - a lovely peaceful spot.

This morning I set off around 8 am in the early mist which burned off by mid morning and the day has been very warm and sunny.  

After two short hops I decided to push on and reach Northampton which I did 7 hours, 20 miles and 16 locks later. It's been an interesting day for sights.  There were lots of birds around including herons, an egret, several kingfishers a handful of pheasants and of course countless swans, geese and ducks.  Whilst operating one lock I spotted the BBMF Dakota flying overhead. Most of the sights were welcome but I would prefer not to have seen a man of advancing years walking along the riverside path naked.  I have nothing against naturists but why are they never young and pretty?

Having reached Northampton I moored up at the Britannia Inn and treated myself to a steak. Very tasty it was too.

The next few days will include many locks, starting tomorrow with the climb up the 16 lock flight connecting the Nene to the Grand Union canal. Once on the GU there are the 7 locks of the Buckby flight, which are very heavy and hard work, followed by 6 at Braunston.

Thursday, 3 September 2015

Return to Oundle

After making my way through the Fens via Ely, Denver and March to Peterborough I stopped for a few days to catch up with my eldest son and drag myself round the 5k Parkrun at Ferry Meadows. The sunset at Whittlesey was quite impressive. 

I managed a PB breaking my 40 min target thanks to Steve running alongside pacing me. He was taking it very slowly as he normally runs 5k in the low 20's. In fact I realised afterwards that my pace for 5k is slower than his marathon pace. 


After a pleasant couple of weeks in Peterborough I set off up the river toward Oundle. I stopped overnight at Wandsford station and spent a few hours admiring the steam trains including "Typhoon" seen below which is only 8 years old and was named after the RAF aircraft. 

While there I bought an N gauge model railway kit which I will spend the winter evenings building. Progress will be reported in later blogs. 
The following day I had planned to
Travel up to Oundle but as the early drizzle turned into heavy rain I moored up at Fotheringhay for the night continuing to Oundle the next day. 
I'm now safely moored up at Oundle Marina where the boat will stay while I go to the IoM next week for a fortnight. This combines my annual visit to see my brother and attend my nephew's wedding which I'm really looking forward to. 

Saturday, 15 August 2015

Changeable weather on the Gt Ouse

After replacing the rudder bearing on Tuesday I moored overnight at Godmanchester and then returned to St Ives on Wednesday ready to start the return journey.  

The forecast for Thursday showed possible showers throughout the day with heavy rain due in the evening. I set off towards Cambridge, a journey of 30 miles by river, which I didn't expect to complete before rain stopped play. I did well and as the drizzle got steadily heavier through the afternoon I decided to call it a day at the visitors mooring at Popes Corner where the river Cam meets the Gt Ouse. 

My new waterproof proved to be excellent and I'm sure I will come to live this item of clothing during the winter months. 

Friday morning I made an early start on the last 12 miles up the river Cam to Cambridge and to my surprise actually found a free mooring. The last as it happened so I invited the boat following me to moor alongside. For those who know the city the visitor moorings are just below Jesus lock alongside Jesus Green. 

Friday night was a little noisy as the mooring is alongside a busy road so I decided that after visiting the Rohan store and buying a couple of T-shirts on Saturday morning I'd move down to Ely which is usually peaceful. The weather was beautiful and the river quite delightful once clear of the city.



I reached Ely in the late afternoon to find the moorings full and chose to carry on a further 4 miles to Littleport where the was space available on the quiet moorings on the edge of the town. 


I'm now settled hear for the night and will continue up to Denver tomorrow ready to  pass through the lock on Monday.  




Wednesday, 12 August 2015

Beginning of the return to the canals

After spending a lovely summer in home waters it's time to begin the journey back onto the canal network.

Yesterday I replaced the rudder bearing which, already worn, was completely ruined when I dislodged the rudder a week or so ago.  Thankfully the job was straight forward and with the help of Paul took only an hour.

I'm going to visit family for my nephew's wedding in the Isle of Man for a couple of weeks in September and have booked the boat into Oundle marina while I'm away. The plan is to have a gentle cruise back through Ely, possibly with a detour to Cambridge, and then back through the middle levels from Denver to Peterborough to catch up with my eldest son before going up the Nene to Oundle.

After the wedding and IoM holiday I'll make my way up river to Northampton and join the Grand Union canal.  I have no definite plans after that but am thinking of heading over to Stratford-on-Avon for a week or so.  Depending on conditions I might then go down the river Avon (one of many) and back up the Worcester & Birmingham canal which I've not done before.


Saturday, 8 August 2015

Introducing the Falcon Inn - Huntingdon

Hard to believe it's over a month since I updated the blog. To be honest there's not much new to report. I've spent the last month moored at various spots on the river between St Ives and St Neots and managed to catch up with a few old friends while in the area. 

I have come to love the reopened Falcon Inn in Huntingdon. This pub is in a 16c building in the market square which was used by Oliver Cromwell as a HQ.  They serve only cask beers, a few craft lagers (non of the fizzy pop variety) and a selection of ciders. The welcome is very friendly as are the locals and I strongly recommend a visit or two.

The pub has a lovely garden which is the real reason Paul and I called in to get some planting tips. We only ordered beer to be polite. We were very polite. 

In fact the garden was so good I had to show it to Malc, Trevor and Gareth too. We were also very polite - in fact so polite I had a headache the next morning. 

It was great to catch up with these guys who made my time in Jaguar and Adour so enjoyable. 

I didn't spend all month in the Falcon, just most of it, for an injection of culture I had an enjoyable day exploring the Fitzwilliam Museum in Cambridge where they have a exhibition of bronzes which, as you can see, are modelled on myself. 


The plan is to make my way back to the Nene via Cambridge and Ely over the next couple of weeks and then head up the river to Oundle where I'll leave the boat for a couple of weeks while I jet off to the Isle of Man for my nephew's wedding. 

Saturday, 27 June 2015

About turn back to the Fens

I've spent the last 10 days between Peterborough and the peaceful Ferry Meadows. Although both last Saturday and today I joined my eldest son in the Parkrun, a 5k timed run for all abilities, even mine. While Steve galloped off like a marathon runner, which he is, I plodded along with the OAPs. I've run a couple before and am trying to get my time below 40 mins after which I may retire from running. Today I managed 41:13 which is 26 secs outside my best time of 40:47. I'm sure I'll soon shave off the last minute and get a sub 40. 


In my last blog entry I was planning a return to the canals but in the meantime my nephew has invited me to his wedding in September on the Isle of Man so I've decided to stay in the fens as it's easy to find a marina to leave the boat and catch the train to Gatwick to fly over. I'll use the opportunity to take a break from the boat and spend a couple of weeks with my brother and his family.


So today, after my morning run I had a gentle cruise back to Peterborough to fill up the water tank before passing through Stanground lock back onto the middle levels where I am now moored up for the night in March. Tomorrow I'm booked through Denver Sluice in the late afternoon so I'll have a steady cruise over there and then moor overnight at Denver before heading back along the Gt Ouse. I see another visit to Cambridge on the cards as well as a return to Huntingdon to sample a few more of the real ales served in the reopened Falcon. 

And I leave you with the stunning sunset over Ferry Meadows last night. 

Friday, 19 June 2015

Cambridge to Peterborough

After the tranquility of Wicken Fen I made my way up the river Cam into the city of Cambridge. I managed to pick the end of "Bumps" week when the college rowing teams race against each other. They don't actually close the river for this which makes navigation interesting as one meets a 50ft long boat travelling towards you at speed. It is ironic that the narrowest vessels on the river are transformed into the widest due to the very long oars (or blades to those in the know). By hugging the bank I managed to leave them the vast majority of the river to shoot by. The situation was complicated by the fact that there is a short stretch of river where the normal keep right rule is reversed requiring boats to swap sides on the approach to a bend and to swap back a few hundred yards later. This is because the rowing eights cannot navigate the bend on the right and need to take the wider line on the left. Of course this required me to make a dash across the river knowing that I may meet a fast eight head on midstream. Thankfully I managed to reach Cambridge without incident although there were a few close calls. This is just a single scull I met on the way back. 

Cambridge is a beautiful city with much stunning architecture, mainly the many colleges, which I know well having lived nearby for over 20 years. However, after meandering for several miles through open countryside and large meadows 
the rivers final approach to the city is rather spoilt by a number of poorly maintained boats on the long term moorings along one bank, some of which were in such a poor state I was surprised they remained afloat. The other bank is home to the various college boathouses which are in stark contrast to some of the  boats moored opposite.

As an aside, when in Ely, I noticed some very muscular chaps rowing in Cambridge shirts. I've since learned that the actual University rowing team of Thames boat race fame actually practice at Ely as the river is straighter and not cluttered up with amateur college rowers. 
 
The visitors moorings in Cambridge are limited to about 8 boats which made mooring tricky. I managed to squeeze onto the end of the mooring below the weir at Jesus lock. 

After a couple of days I headed back to Ely where Carol McEwan, an old colleague from Wyton, popped over one evening and joined me for dinner in the Cutter Inn. 

I've spent the last few days making my way back across the fens to the Nene. The trip over the middle levels is largely through man made drainage channels which are wide and straight with high banks which limit the view of the surrounding fens. There are times when the boat seems to be making no progress along the apparently endless channel. 

And if it looks a long way to the next bend, looking back shows it's just as far from the last one.

However, there are a few pretty villages along the way which offer a welcome diversion and the opportunity to check the tiller still works after a couple of hours without a bend. 


This morning I crossed through Stanground lock onto the Nene at Peterborough. The embankment moorings at Peterborough can be a bit noisy it the weekend due to Al fresco drinkers so I continued a few miles to Ferry Meadows park which offers a lovely tranquil mooring which I currently have all to myself. 

I'll return to Peterborough next week for a few days before heading up the river onto the canals.



Friday, 12 June 2015

Ely & Wicken Fen

After a month around St Ives moving only a couple of miles every few days I made the 23 mile 6hr trip to Ely. There are only 3 locks on this stretch and 2 of theses were faulty causing a bit of a delay. Doesn't really bother me but Mr Angry on another boat gave the poor lock keeper a hard time. Silly really as it's not his fault. After passing by Holywell and Earith the river meanders through open country until Ely. 


After spending a couple of days in Ely and taking the train to visit my son in Peterborough I was planning on staying in Ely over the weekend until I remembered that it is a 48hr mooring so I had to move on. I chose to head a few miles onto the river Cam and then travel down the very narrow but beautiful Wicken Lode through the famous Wicken Fen. Progress was slow due to narrow, shallow channel and the weed but well worth the effort for the views. 

I managed to catch a few pics of the local birds including an Oyster Catcher 

And a family of Great Crested Grebes. I love the cute striping on the chicks heads.