How the other half live

Kidderminster trip Day 6

Yesterday was spent sheltering from the wind. Thank goodness this tree fell away from the canal not into it. We’ve seen several branches down across the towpath. I think we were very lucky to have found such a sheltered spot and not to have suffered.

As we continued our journey from Milford, south through Penkridge and onto ‘the Latches’ I couldn’t help but smile appreciatively at our new low speed lifestyle. Yesterday I’d watched the trains speeding by and today we cruised underneath the M6 motorway.  Oh how my heart went out to all those poor people being swept along so fast in their nice warm dry air conditioned cars, while we pootled by listening to the birds singing, getting rosy tingling faces thanks to both the sun and the wind.

This has to be a far nicer way to enjoy the fast lane.

Despite being on a beautiful canal we are becoming increasingly aware of modern industry. We came across a sign instructing us “for the next 200m not to stop even if there was an alarm siren.”  It was a huge chemical plant. I have no idea what chemicals were being manufactured and though I admit to appreciating an awful lot of technological advances,  I have no desire to stop here at any time, sirens or not. Hope I don’t get apprehended for industrial espionage.

It hasn’t been all concrete monstrosities. There are some lovely buildings to be seen. The round house at Gaily is a local landmark

Today’s journey was

13 miles

11 locks

And an obligatory wander around Midland Chandlers at Penkridge which lightened our wallet somewhat.

Rain stopped play

Kidderminster trip Day 5
Another day definitely not how we would choose it to be, this time gusts of wind up to 50 mph forecast from 10am till 10pm. And it was still raining.
But after we’d chatted to Kevin from Anglo Welsh about the boat there was a brief respite and we took advantage of his local knowledge and decided to see how far we could get before the wind got the better of us.
It would have been fun to take advantage of the Tixall Wides but the weather put a stop to that. Apparently it’s nice and deep so boaters can ‘practice manoeuvres’ -pirouettes or donuts depending on your inclination.
And being a good navigator I was all togged up in my s’wester to open Swivel Bridge only to realise that it’s actually the bridges name not its mechanism, and Eric cruised straight through, duh, won’t make that mistake again.
Anyway we only made two miles today when we found a sheltered spot at Milford. I’m glad we stopped. The winds were intermittently very gusty but I don’t think they were as bad as predicted.


We’re right next to the train track and I’ve been counting carriages. More freight than passenger trains, and oh so long, 30 trucks on some. And very noisy, I’m glad I don’t moor here permenantly.

The day drew to a close with the best sunset we’ve seen for a while.