How each canal has it’s own style, or perhaps it’s a county thing. Maybe one day I’ll be able to enter one of those “where am I?” competitions and get it right.
As we waved goodbye to the Bridgewater, with its distinctive crane and stop plank system -which seems eminently sensible to have the lifting mechanism right next to the heavy beams used to create a temporary dam across the canal.
We found ourselves in rural Cheshire, with tunnels to provided transit across the rolling hillside.
Tunnels are always a bit scary, what happens if …. well we don’t go there, but these tunnels are long enough and narrow enough to warrant a timed one way system. We are only allowed to enter during the permitted time slot, in this case, between half past and twenty to the hour. And outside the Preston Brook tunnel you can see the stop planks ready to be deployed once the suitable crane has arrived.
There are 3 tunnels at the start of the Trent and Mersey canal, and as we meandered along, enjoying second breakfast,
we couldn’t help but notice nearly all the tunnels and bridges are painted white.
We can only think of two reasons, for the tunnels it certainly aids visibility, against a woody hillside,
Or perhaps it’s just aesthetically pleasing, either way we found ourselves really enjoying the relaxation of this area.
And if you look carefully you can see a white bridge in the middle of this photo, it’s crossing the river Weaver which is our current destination.