Waverton to Wrenbury

Tue 26th Jun  Waverton to Dales Bridge 110

We made an early start to avoid the heat.  Once again we had a very slow cruise past lots of moored boats.  We noticed that some of the bridges had curious stepped parapets, a bit like the ones on the Bridgwater Canal.

Bridge with stepped parapet

The cruise took us past Tattenhall Marina and towards Beeston Castle.  We tried to find shady moorings, but some were too shallow. We finally found a spot with a high hedge near Dales Bridge.

Our mooring near Dales Bridge

Hugo was happy

We spent the day sitting on chairs trying to keep cool.  We noticed a lot of butterflies here.

Meadow Brown butterfly

Later on we had a glorious sunset

Sunset

0 locks, 5 miles

Wed 27th Jun  Dales Bridge to Calvely

Dawn at Dales Bridge

Soon after Wharton’s Lock we found some giant hogweed, which we reported using our Plant Tracker app. It is an alien species, but we don’t see it very often. The ones we report most are Japanese Knotweed and Floating Pennywort.

Giant Hogweed

The area around Beeston is very sandy, and the first lock here is made of iron plates to overcome moving sand below it.  Boats are not meant to share this lock.  There is a notice warning of this, and it also says boats may get caught on the joins of the overlapping iron plates.  Then, stupidly, it says boats should tie to the side with ropes. We stayed out in the middle.

Beeston Iron Lock

Mallards have done very well this year. We have noticed many more duck families than in previous years.  Today we saw another very young family, just hatched, presumably a second brood.

Second brood mallards

The second lock at Beeston is made of stone, and has a circular brick lengthsman’s hut at the side. We have seen several of these between here and Chester.

Beeston Stone Lock

Circular lengthsman’s hut

Canal art

The final locks of the day were at Bunbury, where there are two together in a staircase.  There was a volunteer on duty, and he recognised us from last week. We were the first boat through today. He said that Calveley was pronounced Carvelly. We had been starting with Cal as in calculator.

Bunbury Staircase Locks

We moored on rings at Calveley, where we had met Norman on Bruin last week. We put our chairs out under some trees for shade.

We met two more people we know.  Firstly Sarah Rigsby walked past, as Rigs cruised past on Chardonnay. They moor in Aylesbury. We told them that Kay and Barry were up ahead somewhere.

Then a pink and white cruiser arrived, and moored in front of us. It was Thursday’s Child. We have met Brian before, and the first time was on the Wendover Arm several years ago. He speaks with a strong Yorkshire accent.

As it was hot and we wanted a cool drink and a little exercise, we decided to visit the pub in Calvely, marked on our Nicholson Guide.  We walked across the canal bridge, and then the railway bridge, and discovered that the pub had been knocked down, and a small estate of houses was going up there instead.

Where the pub used to be

We spoke to a local who was lamenting the loss of the only facility in the village. The village hall was also up for redevelopment, as was a public recreation ground.  He told us about another pub, the Tollemache Arms, along the main road.  We walked there, with noisy traffic whizzing past, and found the pub, which was quite pleasant, although they had no decent cider.

Rather than return along the main road, we walked down a lane to the canal at the Bunbury Staircase Locks, and back to the boat the scenic way.

Staircase locks

Old Canal Stables at Bunbury

6 locks, 4 miles

Thu 28th Jun  Calveley to Bridge 12 Llangollen Canal

Our mooring at Calvely with Thursday's Child

The first task today was to use the facilities at Calvely. Water, cassettes, rubbish.  There was also a fuel boat selling diesel at 83p per litre. We thought that was expensive, but we may regret not filling up.

Calvely facilities

We cruised alongside the busy A51, and past Barbridge Junction to Hurleston Junction, where the Llangollen Canal leaves the Shropshire Union.  There was no queue, so went straight into the bottom lock, which was almost empty.

Barbridge Junction

Hurleston Junction

Hurleston Locks

Into the first lock on the Llangollen Canal

There were two boats coming down the locks, both heading for Sharpness. It meant that the locks were set for us.

Meeting another boat

Hurleston Top Lock

We were once again looking for a shady mooring. We found one after Bridge 4, but as we were pulling to the side, a dog came running along the path to say hello. He was from another boat moored several boat lengths further on. We decided that this would not suit Hugo, so we reversed round the corner and moored up out of sight, where we had some nice shady trees.

Later the sun came round and we lost our shade, so we decided to move on. We passed Swanley Marina, and used the two Swanley Locks.

Swanley Locks

There were lots of horseflies in the sunny areas. Thankfully we found a place with a high hedge on one side, and woods on the other, just before Halls Lane Bridge, where we stopped. Thankfully there were no horse flies.

A lady walked slowly past, carrying two carrier bags, and Hazel asked if she was OK. She said she was fine.  A few minutes later, we spotted her lying on the path a few hundred yards back along the canal. James went to see if she was OK, and she sat up and said she just needed a rest. She declined any offer of help.  James returned to the boat, and half an hour later she had moved on, so hopefully she was alright.

6 locks, 7 miles

Fri 29th Jun  Bridge 12 Llangollen Canal to Wrenbury

Our mooring in the shade near Halls Lane Bridge

We had three locks to negotiate, and we noticed that the bridges are numbered starting at Hurleston with No 1.  The lock are not numbered, but are named. If there is a group of locks they are numbered within the group, but starting from the upstream lock. Thus we arrived at Baddiley No 3 Lock, and then No 2, and finally No1.

There is a flow on this canal all the way from Llangollen down to Hurleston, where the water runs off into Hurleston Reservoir.  There is a channel alongside each lock, where the water runs past, causing a side stream at the foot of each lock, which sometimes makes entering the lock a challenge.

Baddiley No 3 Lock

Side stream

Baddiley No 1 Lock

We stopped before Wrenbury Church Lift Bridge, where there are rings, and a high hedge to provide shade.  Beyond this bridge on the other side of the hedge there is a caravan site, with lots of youngsters making a noise. 

We walked along later to have a drink in the Dusty Miller pub (Old Rosie cider) followed by an ice cream at the Anglo Welsh boatyard.

Wrenbury Church Lift Bridge

As we left, three boats came through the lift bridge, with one trying to overtake another, and the first one having to wait to pick up crew. It was all a bit chaotic.  We had some good conversations with other boaters as we walked back to our boat, notably Annie, and O Be Joyful.

Later James found a live mouse in the bathroom, which was evicted onto the towpath via the window.

3 locks, 3 miles, 1 mouse

Sat 30th Jun  Wrenbury

This morning Hugo was hanging around outside the bathroom door where he had presumably lost his mouse.  We found the remains of another mouse on the carpet, so he had been busy.

We walked up a footpath from Starkey’s Bridge 18, which had several stiles. It brought us out very close to the village shop, which is a Spar and Post Office.  We had a look around in preparation for a visit after church on Sunday.

We had seen this poster yesterday, so we went to see what was happening.

Model Railway poster

We found a very active club, with several different gauges. Some of the layouts were very detailed and intricate, and we had some long conversations with enthusiastic members.

Model railway exhibition

This was followed by another visit to the Dusty Miller for a quiet drink before walking back to the boat along the towpath. 

The rear of the Dusty Miller pub

There weren’t so many boats today.  A lot were in the Anglo Welsh hire base as it was a changeover day.

Anglo Welsh hire base and Wrenbury Liftbridge

Later we will make a further visit to the Dusty Miller for an evening meal, where they serve excellent pies. James has been looking forward to this return visit since the last time in 2014.

No boating today

Next: 9.15am service tomorrow at St Margaret’s Church, Wrenbury, where we hope to meet Debbie, who gave us lunch in 2000, and Alison the vicar, whom we met in 2014. Then via Grindley Brook Locks, Whitchurch, and Whixall Moss, to Ellesmere for next Sunday.

Waverton into Chester and back to Waverton

Fri 22nd Jun  Waverton to Chester

Soon after we set off we spotted our very first boat moored up.  It had just been repainted, and looked very smart.  We named her Lystra, as we had been in Lystra in Turkey in 1997 when the base plate was laid and work first started.   We sold her in 2003 to a boatyard in Huddersfield, who renamed her Summer Wine, because the boat was used in the TV sitcom. It is now called Kiska II.  We’ll get better pictures on the way back.

Our first boat

We soon came to the first lock of the day out of five. It was Christleton Lock, shortly followed by Greenfield Lock. Here we met Blue Meon returning from Chester. We had shared the Bunbury locks with them on Wednesday. They had gone no further than Chester, and had not attempted the Northgate staircase locks.

Christleton Lock

Blue Meon returning

Chemistry Lock

Hoole Lane Lock

Apart from the very obvious blue painted water tower, visible from the final two locks, there was what looked like a tall factory chimney, but with windows in the side. We discovered later that it was Chester Shot Tower.  There used to be one near the Royal Festival Hall. Apparently they used to drop molten lead from the top and by the time it had fallen to the bottom it had formed droplets which cooled to form lead shot as they entered a water tank at the bottom. The Chester one was built in 1799 and is probably the oldest one in the world.

Chester Shot Tower

When we arrived in Chester we had hoped to moor behind Iceland, where there is a small landscaped area of grass below the city walls.  There were two boats already there. One was at the near end of the moorings, and the other was right in the middle of the remaining area.  There was not quite enough room for us to fit between the two boats, and if we went beyond, the edge was curved, so the bows stuck out into the channel.  We asked the occupiers if they could either move forward or back so that we could fit in properly, as we were expecting a friend in a wheelchair.  They didn’t want to move.  We couldn’t go behind them, so we had to go in front of them, sticking out a bit, as the stern had to be close in to the side for access.   They said they might move after lunch.  If the roles had been reversed we would have moved straight away without question.

Three boats and a gap

It wasn’t long before a wide beam restaurant boat came past and couldn’t avoid nudging us as the channel was so restricted.  Thankfully the first boat departed, and we reversed into their space. When the trip boat returned they said thank you for moving.

We climbed onto the walls (using the stairs provided!) and watched a falconry display taking place on a large green space behind.

Hazel on the wall

Falconry display

Chester Cathedral from the city walls

We had a brilliant time in Chester as we kept meeting people – some by accident, some by appointment.

Firstly, Peter and Steph came past on foot. We have met them a few times before, in Weybridge and Yelvertoft.  Their boat is Maggie May, previously owned by Canal Ministries friends Roger and Mirjana, who we will see later on in Ellesmere. 

Then Peter and Deri Fabian arrived. We used to be in the same church in Leatherhead in the nineties, and they have a daughter who goes to our church in Aylesbury, where we renewed our acquaintance in April.  Peter has suffered from a stroke, and has lost the use of his right arm, has walking difficulties and speech challenges.  We managed to get him onto the boat, and had a good time catching up.

Peter and Deri Fabian

We decided to go down to Chester basin to see the facilities, so we walked down via the city walls.  On the way we met David Jones, who lives in the cottage by the top of the staircase locks. He used to run the boatyard in the basin, and he is the only pilot for the river Dee. An interesting character.  He was filling the top lock as the lock gates leak, and the noise of the water disturbs him at night.

The canal goes through a deep cutting in the rock, and down through three locks in a staircase

Staircase Locks

Leakage

Cut out of rock

Chester Basin

Snake bridge

Water art

Millennium Falcon

Arriving at the basin, we found a white cruiser called Millennium Falcon moored up. This was BCF friends Pauline and Antony Wainwright, and they invited us on board for a drink. They are returning from Ellesmere Port. We last coincided with them two years ago on the Leeds and Liverpool Canal at Litherland.

Sat 23rd Jun  Chester

Continuing our meeting with people, Gill Taggart came to see us. She was one of the circuit preachers when we were at Weybridge Methodist Church, and she now lives in the Chester area.  We had a lot to catch up on.

Gill Taggart

We went shopping and found Chester Market where we bought some cheese, and found someone to replace James’s phone battery (ordered for Monday).  We saw the Chester Giants, part of a procession known as the Midsummer Watch Parade, and later we saw the event taking place with ships, dragons, and the devil.

Chester Giants

The ship going past

Our “immoveable boaters” had moved from their mooring, and another couple had arrived on a boat called Freya Joe. They were a Christian couple called Ken and Les. This was their third year of boating and they were due to sell the boat at the end of the season, so they didn’t join BCF. 

We found a noodle bar for our evening meal.

5 locks, 4 miles

Sun 24th Jun  Chester

Old buildings in Chester

St Peter’s at the Cross

We always try to find a church every Sunday, and for Chester we had considered Freedom Church, which is New Frontiers. Peter and Deri had suggested instead that St Peter’s at the Cross would be good as they are a lively congregation with guitar led worship.  We followed their suggestion.  As it happened, on two occasions every year, this church has a special service for the guilds and freemen of the city, so it was much more formal than usual, with robes, and 1662 wording. However, there was a guitar involved, playing “Be Thou My Vision”, and the organ played “Lord of All Faithfulness”, to the same tune. 

Guitar led worship in St Peters at the Cross

The preacher was a young lady, and she delivered a superb talk based on Romans 3, where it says that we are all sinners, but that Jesus has taken our place on the cross, and paid our penalty, so it is now as though we are without sin. All we have to do is accept it, or “receive it by faith”.  This was very appropriate to the assembled congregation wearing chains of office and insignia.  After the service we all went out into the street and the vicar proclaimed blessing on the city of Chester.

Guilds and Freemen

Proclaiming blessing

Pauline and Antony Wainwright were there, and we also discovered that the vicar, Jonathan Phillips, was the son of Michael and Penny Phillips.  We had been to Penny’s funeral some years ago, and we are still in contact with Michael, who lives on a boat called Shiraz in London.

Hazel Antony Pauline

With Jonathan Phillips

We went for a pre-booked meal at a Brazilian Restaurant called Picanha. The food was excellent and so was the service.  Eat as much as you like from the buffet, with a selection of meats carved at your table. Lovely.

We happened to catch the parade for a second time, with a very sinister looking devil, and a large red dragon.

The Devil

Red Dragon

Crowds

Pauline and Antony arrived on Millennium Falcon, so we had three Christian boats in a row.

Three Christian Boats

We had planned to visit a folk club, and both the other Christian couples said they would come as well.  We turned up at the Bear and Billet, a very ancient pub, where the Raven Folk Club takes place every Sunday evening on the second floor. We sang “Long Way Down”, “Banks of the Ohio” and “Pilgrim”.  It was all good fun.

Bear and Billet

Old windows on the first floor

Raven Folk Club

Instrumentals

We had a pleasant walk back to the boats along the city walls.

No boating today

Mon 25th Jun  Chester

We needed to go down the locks to use the facilities, and we were hoping to get back to our mooring later to meet Dave and Caryl Ingoldby.  The canal goes through a steep cutting through the rock, with the city walls high above. Then there are the three staircase locks taking the canal down under a railway bridge, round a sharp bend and into Chester Basin.

Leaving our mooring space

City walls and the canal

Cut through rock

Northgate Staircase Locks

Chester Basin

Telford's Warehouse

We found Maggie May in the basin.  We filled up with water and emptied cassettes before turning round to back again. As we passed Maggie May, Peter asked if we could wait for a few minutes and then we could share the locks.

Using the facilities

Sharing with Maggie May

Up the staircase

Peter and Steph of Maggie May

Back through the cutting

We found that we had lost our mooring, so we had to move onto rings near the Lock Keeper pub. These were alongside a road, so Hugo had to stay on board.  James had to go back to the market to get a new battery installed in his phone.

Hazel went to Tesco to get a few bits for lunch, and we were delighted to have Dave and Caryl Ingoldby stop by on their way from Addlestone to Wales. They are good friends of ours from our days in Weybridge Methodist Church.

Dave and Caryl Ingoldby

We had a further visit to Tesco to buy provisions in preparation for a canal section devoid of decent shops for a few days.  We waited for the weather to cool down before we moved off.

While we were moored up, we had a knock on the window. It was ex-BCF members Ian and Karen, who used to have a boat called Tacet. They were trapped on the Wey by our house at one time as the Thames was in flood.

We also saw Kay on Karry B.  Kay and Barry moor in the basin at Aylesbury.

After a brief visit to Waitrose for some bits we couldn’t get in Tesco, we set off. It was after 5pm, and getting a little cooler.

In Chemistry Lock the flows worked strangely, and the boat was knocked against the side. Our pencil pot fell on the floor, scattering pencils everywhere and sending Hugo scurrying.  Also our framed map of the waterways fell off the wall, where it held by Velcro.  The glass remained intact, but the frame fell apart. It is now awaiting attention with pins and Gorilla glue.

That blue water tower again

We took another photo of our first boat, which looks in good condition.

Lystra aka Kiska II

We moored soon after, close to our mooring on the way north, between bridges 117 and 118. 

Heron in flight

Moored near Waverton

A Christian couple came past on foot and told us that they went to Waverton Evangelical Fellowship. 

Hugo started making miaowing noises, and we thought he just wanted food. When James went to feed him, he rushed past his dish and up the steps onto the towpath. James followed him, and he disappeared down a small path. When James caught up, he was waiting in a hollow. As soon as he realised that James was looking, he disappeared into a circular pipe, presumably a culvert, and turned round and peered out.  This was the same trick he performed at Church Minshull when he went into a rabbit hole.  He obviously thought this was great fun.

Sunset at Waverton

11 locks, 5 miles

Next: Back to Hurleston Junction, and starting up the Llangollen Canal.