The stretch of canal between Husbands Bosworth and Foxton is a favourite of ours. I think it’s the hills on one side,
and the vistas on the other.
But in October it’s the golden trees glowing, that adds an extra joy to cruising in the autumn.
We love being rural, but it takes some planning to make sure we don’t run out of fresh food. There isn’t a supermarket on every street corner and sadly you can’t rely upon there being a village store anymore. But today, Google maps had revealed a potential opportunity in Husbands Bosworth. And having checked the tortuous route of the canal we reckoned I could walk the 2 miles inland and do the shopping by the time Eric had cruised the 3 miles to the next easy access.
And we’d got our timing right. I arrived back on the Towpath just in time to see Eric and Firecrest emerge from the Bosworth Tunnel
Fully stocked up again we were able to enjoy a few days quiet mooring
With some profitable walks, as we found several generous apple trees with enough windfalls to gather
So I made pie for tea
And again it would be quicker to walk, 3 miles to Market Harborough or 8 via canal
I get the impression there’s a lot more still to do and see in Leicester, but Castle Gardens is a 2 day pontoon. We moved up to the 14 day Friar’s Mill pontoon, all of 5 minutes cruise and still within walking distance of the centre, but it is in the midst of redevelopment and noisy. We were excited to see electric hook up, but nothing seemed to be working.
We didn’t stay long and continued past Frog Island, and if judging by the size of the frog on this mural probably safer not to.
Frog Island is actually a suburb of Leicester and houses some of the Victorian mills and factories and has some fascinating history.
Sadly the canal and river is still full of rubbish that accumulates on the bends and around locks.
But looking beyond, the countryside was lovely. It’s a flat landscape with many lakes that have been developed into nature reserves, Watermead Park. I don’t know if any of the lakes are manmade left over from mining or gravel extraction, but we could imagine navigation being impossible in flood season.
We moored up for the night at Birstall, a nice village with all the facilities a boater needs, pub, co-op, and takeaway.
Whist yesterday’s wander into Welford had been a joy to be out cruising in autumn, today it was cold and harsh.
At least as we made our way through Husband Bosworths tunnel it was dry.And although it wasn’t sunny, the canal cut through an avenue of beech trees. And out into some open hilly Leicestershire countryside. To help warm me up I got out and walked.
Until we got to our overnight mooring at the top of Foxton Locks. This has to be one of my top ten views from the canals, sadly the camera doesn’t do it justice.