We moored up at Weston-On-Trent, we were amazed at the lack of boats around here. We passed the odd one, and moored above Weston Lock on our own, however, within half an hour, two boats had moored up behind us - not surprising really- with views like this from your kitchen window.
Round every corner - more lopped trees - there's more wood round here than you can shake a stick at. Despite lots of trees been cut down, there's still rather alot overhanging the canal, waiting to catch one's aerial. Thankfully the canal is very quiet, so we're able to dodge the worst of them.
Beefur going downhill in one of the big locks. The gates are extremely heavy - my sciatica's playing up something awful! We were moving over the weekend, which meant LOTS of gongoozlers. "Wow, those gate seem really difficult to move". "Yes - they are - I'm struggling to close them just for your entertainment, no need to help, just stand and watch me heave".
And into Shardlow, with it's beautiful old buildings and old wharves.
This one, now a pub, is the old 18thC Trent Mill - no we didn't investigate further!
Old warehouse building with a now filled in arm
I love this house - well it's garden anyway - it's got a miniture train track running all the way round it.
Dave took this pic, it's where there used to be moorings & seemed a nice little community going on here years ago. Now, nothing, no sign of any boats. Dave remembers it as "the cuttle" , opposite this rather grand building...