We upped stakes at 10.00 this morning, a very late start for us, heading for Kidderminster, of carpet making fame. Passing under the Falling Sands viaduct over which steam trains of the Severn Valley Railway puff and pant their way the 16 miles between Kidderminster and Brigworth.
Caldwell Bridge and Lock
This small toad/very large frog was sunning himself up beside the lock.mi had to work around him and after disturbing him for the third time he made what sounded like an exasperated fart and hopped of a few feet to somewhere a bit quieter.
Speaking of fauna, I saw another Kingfisher and a Jay today. And I finally identified the yellow and gray bird with the bouncy tail that hangs around a lot of lock gates - a grey wagtail
Lawrence and Aqua Life slowly rising in the lock
Caldwell top gate weighs 1210 kegs. The heaviest I have noticed so far is 1.9'toms
Rock face the 'navvies' had to cut away
It is very attractive
We had a bit of trouble with this shipping hazard mooring up in Kidderminster
We toedmupmformamcouple of hours where Tescomhas thoughtfully or cleverly provided moorings for boaters beside their supermarket. Did a re supply and had some morning tea back on the boat before moving on again. Passed this mixture of old and new buildings
Passed some old mills waiting for a new lease of life
And into Kidderminster Lock, I think one of the deepest on this canal, with a rise of 11'10". And it was working this lock, of all of them, that I had a blonde seniors (yes, that serious) moment and opened the gate paddle first almost swamping Aqua Life, and of course there was an audience! Luckily, Lawrence had Aqua Life at the back of the lock and my brain switched back on, and I dropped the paddle before the boat was sucked forward under the plume of water pouring into the lock.
The Church of St Mary and All Saints (hedging their bets with this name). The length of the low brick wall on the left is the aqueduct over the River Stour
Looking down from the aqueduct to the River Stour below. Reminds me very much of the Tarwin River at Willowbank
Old Weavers Wharf and crane below the church. I wonder if the boatmen of old used to watch their P's and Q's when unloading here
We went through two more Locks and moored up just after the second, Wolverley and the very inviting Lock Pub right beside it. But we showed some will power, for once, and had a chicken and veg and udon noodle stir fry, done in a saucepan. Edible, but I think the pub would have been a better bet. From here the course of the canal became really tortuous and narrow as it proceeded up the enclosed and thickly wooded valley; forced into endless detours by the steep red sandstone cliffs.
Winding along the wooded way
Through a cutting
Passed some more interesting rock faces
Aqua Life coming out of Debdale Lock. An impressive promontory of sandstone forces the canal to double back on itself in a big horseshoe to reach this lock.
Beyond this entry a very large cavern has at some time been excavated out of the sandstone. I don't know why
Cooley Tunnel, a whole 65yds long, but our first this trip with one way traffic
And out the other side and there are houses on top of the tunnel
More rock walls. This is where is saw the Jay, on the towpath.
Some garden ornaments a little different for the norm
And passed this moored boat
We moored up at 4.00ish when we found an opening in the woods so we could enjoy the afternoon sun.
6 miles, 5 locks, 3 hours
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