Wed 29th July Cheddleton to Consall Forge
Cheddleton Flint
Mill
There are two
locks at Cheddleton, and the top lock is right by Castro’s restaurant, which
looked completely closed. Looking online we found that they announced in early
January that they would close on 13th March, unrelated to
coronavirus. This was good timing for them, as that is when lockdown started.
Into Cheddleton Locks
We passed the
Churnet Valley Railway station, where a train was briefly moving, but services
were not running. After Wood’s Lock, there was a lot of weed around, and we had
to visit the weed hatch twice. The lift bridge on this section is usually left
open. At Oakmeadowford Lock we found Rob, an unofficial volunteer lockkeeper.
Lift Bridge open for us
Weed and plastic
Oakmeadowford
Lock
The river
section is a relief from the shallow canal, and is quite twisty through
overhanging trees.
Wooded river
section
We arrived at
Consall Forge, and moored on an overgrown bank near the lime kilns. The people
on the boat (Additional Cargo) in front suggested we join them at the
pub. We had a long chat with the lady on
Curly Sioux as we passed.
The limekilns
The bridge to the pub
The Black Lion is very remote, and popular with boaters and walkers. They serve a good range of ciders, including Old Rosie and Addlestones. There was a one way system, and our names and phone number were taken for track and trace purposes. We joined Paul and Caroline at a distance and had a good chat with them. They are heading in our direction, so we may coincide again. They moved on down to Froghall later.
Moored at Consall Forge
4 locks, 3
miles. Dep 1000, arr 1210
Thu 30th July Consall Forge to Cheddleton
We had decided not to go to Froghall as we had reports of bad weed on that section. Accordingly, we turned at Flint Mill Lock. The canal runs alongside the railway and the platform overhangs the canal at the station.
The weir
London Bridge
and a view down the valley
Flint Mill Lock,
where we turned
Station
buildings
We returned past the Black Lion, and along the picturesque river section to Oakmeadowford Lock. A boat was coming down in the lock, so we went in as they left. We discovered that the bottom gates were not shutting completely, leaving a gap where water was draining away rapidly. We managed to get the boat up in the lock, but found the pound above very shallow, as several boats had used the lock, using a lot of water. Another boat went in as we left.
After a few
hundred yards of slow progress, we found ourselves stuck on the bottom. We
phoned Canal and River Trust and were told someone would call us to establish
the next move. 15 minutes later, a guy on a bike came past and told us they
were letting water in further up. 20 minutes after that, we noticed some slight
movement, and rather than slip back, we started the engine and bumped along the
bottom very slowly.
Stuck in the
shallow pound
Ragwort on the hill
It took an hour
to get to the next lock, ¾ mile away. There we moored up out of the way well in
advance, as we found a lock queue both ways, with deep drafted Tug No 2
stuck on the bottom, facing downstream just below the lock.
Tug No 2 stuck
Chaos at the lock
They had the
paddles up on the lock to put water into the pound. Eventually there was enough
water for the two boats in front of us to use the lock, and for Otter to
come down. Otter hitched up a towline to Tug No 2 and when the
next boat was coming down in the lock, the two boats managed to get going very
slowly, and they passed us, followed by the boat that had just come down. It
was then our turn to use the lock, assisted once more by Rob the volunteer.
First boat up
Under tow
Rob the volunteer
Above the lock there was plenty of water and we arrived at Cheddleton with no further problems.
Cheddleton Locks
Cheddleton Flint Mill
Later, Additional Cargo arrived, and we took our chairs and drinks to join them on the towpath, while they sat in the stern of their boat.
Caroline and Paul
4 locks, 4 miles. Dep 0940, arr 1420, including 35 minutes stuck, an hour creeping, and 40 minutes queuing.
Fri 31st July Cheddleton
We caught a bus to Leek, as we had never been there before. It is a nice old market town. Hazel bought a folding walking stick, and James found a butcher and bought some sausage meat. We had a coffee and tea cake in a café, and pie and chips for lunch. We stocked up at Aldi, Hazel had her hair cut, and we caught the bus back.
It was very hot – the third hottest day on record.
Tug No 2 and
Otter arrived later, mooring between Gabriel and Additional Cargo.
Leaves
White clouds
No boating today
Next: Exploring
the Leek Branch before returning to Etruria.
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