A backlog has built up, so I’ll be brief.
Helen’s visit – she is over here from Ottawa – continued with a trip to Moston, near Middlewich, to visit her cousin Carol. They hadn’t seen each other for many years, so Sue and I left them to it and wandered off to stroll along a short section of the Trent and Mersey Canal. I recalled it as being a slow section on my Cheshire Ring bike ride. Was that really nearly seven years ago?
The walk headed first past Sparrowgrove, pictured above, where angling appeared to be the pastime of the day.
Bridge number 162 seems to be irretrievably weak.
The Trent and Mersey is a longish stretch of water dating from 1777. It’s 93.5 miles in length with 70 locks and 5 tunnels.
After passing under bridge 161 we continued to the next bridge before heading west across fields towards Warmingham. The field paths were pleasantly dry and took us efficiently back to chez Carol.
The hedges were greening up nicely in the warm weather, and various wild flowers are emerging, including these clumps of Lesser Celandine.
Here’s our route – 7.6 km in an hour and a half.
We rounded off the trip with fish and chips at the excellent Bear’s Paw in Warmingham, (thank you, Carol) and coffees at Carol’s … a most pleasant and relaxing interlude.