Tag: Wild garlic

Wonderful Wild Flowers

Wonderful wild flowers

Could this possibly be the best time of the year to cruise? I think so, but ask me again in the summer or autumn. And why? Because wild flowers are at their best in late spring, and Bluebells are simply the best.

but just look up close at a dandelion, it’s surely a Chelsea gold medal

Even when they have gone to seed

And you can’t forget the forget me knots

Or the loveliest natural landscaping along the towpath when the flowers  come together with a bit of sunshine.

Sometimes the fresh spring smell outbeats any commercial laundry “enhancement”, but sometimes its more suited to the kitchen when you cruise through swathes of wild garlic. Of course I picked some to make wild garlic pesto, which was delicious with some fresh pasta.

I even came across a cultivated garlic, which didn’t smell until you rubbed the leaves

Not all bluebells are blue,

Not sure how you snuck in there

Daisy daisy give me your answer, do.

Another cultivar that was growing alongside the towpath

And I believe this very pink flower is red campion

One thing I love about the late spring flowers, is the quantity that they grow in. As we cruised past Marbury woods, (just before you get to Anderton) you get a tantalising glimpse of a blue carpet.

So while Eric was filling up at the water point, I walked back and strolled through the woods. My photos just don’t do the bluebells  justice.

But you dont always have to get off the boat to see fields of gold, even if this isn’t a wild flower meadow

I saw the buttercup meadows at the Anderton nature park

And the cowslips en masse

And what would be spring without the lovely lime green leaves on the oak trees

And the Hawthorn blossom that runs from white to pink

Of course I’ve barely scratched the surface with the just how many flowers we’ve seen. What some people call weeds, I count as blessings from heaven. And while its easy to marvel at the big magnificent things around us, there is so much beauty and wonder in the little all around us.

A few days of firsts

We could happily have stayed a few days soaking in the tranquility at the lower end of the Stourbridge canal.  But we were ready to continue our journey north.

just four more locks before the junction

And onto the Stafforshire and Worcestershire canal.

We turn right towards Wolverhampton

This canal was built in the 1770’s to service the potteries around Stoke on Trent. However trade declined when newer canals provided a more direct route between Liverpool and the South. In order to remain competitive the canal company increased the lock opening hours and reduced the tolls. Now there’s an interesting idea.   It’s a very pretty canal that cuts through the red sandstone rock in places, and follows the meandering rivers and Smestow Brook.

hope we don’t meet any oncoming boats

Within minutes of turning north, the smell of wild garlic hit us, so I leapt off to gather a bunch to make pesto our first spring foraging treat.

You just need to harvest the leaves, but make sure you identify what’s garlic and what isn’t, everyth8ng looks lush and green right now

Our next first was seeing our first ducklings of the year, 24th April. Out of interest I looked back to last year and my first duckling photo was on 23rd April.

there were another 5 who were a bit camera shy

And another first, this time for James Brindley in 1770, as he managed to combine a lock and road bridge in one crossing.

Awbridge Bridge no 49

And whilst we were ticking off firsts, we realised that this was the first time we had done the Bratch Locks in sunshine. It was raining so hard last time we had to bribe the lockies to leave their toll booth to help us

The Bratch Locks, Wombourne

It’s an amazing feat of engineering, originally a staircase lock of three, the water level changes by over 30′. Although technically its now individual locks it still needs to be treated as a staircase and there’s usually a lock keeper on duty to make sure no one sinks. Sadly James Brindley died a few months before it became operational.

The locks are fierce and powerful, we often chat to the families watching at locks and always remind the children never to play close to the edge because of the undercurrents. We had never seen a whirlpool as big as this one at a lock

The vortex was between 8 and 12 inches across.

Finally something we’ve come to enjoy peaceful mooring

early morning at Wombourne