We’ve almost finished the Llangollen Canal DVD, filmed earlier this year.
We sent it out to family and friends as proof readers (or is it proof watchers) in Thursday’s post and I’m sure they will find any mistakes that have crept in and let me have suggestions about improving the final version.
I’ve already had excellent comments from Ian Hall, and I’m sure other comments will follow soon.
The DVD starts at Hurleston Junction and follows the Llangollen Canal all the way to the River Dee at Llangollen.
We cover the staircase locks at Grindley Brook, the three tunnels and the aqueducts at Chirk and Pontcysyllte.
As a bonus we also cover the navigable northern section of the Montgomery Canal.
This descends through the staircase locks at Frankton Junction, and finishes just beyond Maesbury Marsh.
Assuming the proof readers don’t find anything major the finished version should be available in about 3 weeks time.
One of the first boats to appear in the DVD as we climb the locks at Hurleston Junction is Rose, the Bywater Holiday Cruise hotel boat. I chatted to John and Hanna as we passed and they kindly allowed me to film inside the boat. I was wondering when to tell them they had made it into the final version of the DVD.
Looking out of the front window today I spotted them coming and got the camera out. Just time to shout to Hanna, who looked surprised to be recognised, that they had made it into the DVD.
I have a Google Alert set to email me whenever “Waterway Routes” is mentioned on the web. I get a few false alarms when the map “Waterway routes through France” is mentioned but not too many.
An email today alerted me to the mention of Waterway Routes, including a photo, on the blog for Debdale, a timeshare boat managed by OwnerShips. We had been spotted at Fenny Compton, where it was built, and now returned for some warranty work.
Adam had recognised us as the electric powered boat reviewed in the October 2007 issue of Canal Boat Magazine.
From today, our phone number is 07961 701 702. The old number will continue to work for a little while.
The reason for the change is a little complicated - and rather disappointing.
Back in 1999, when mobile phone reception was erratic, and before you could port (transfer) mobile numbers I obtained a BT Flexinumber. This was just like a mobile number except that there was no real mobile on the end of the line and I could divert the number to any mobile or landline of my choice.
I diverted the number to my regular mobile and when I changed mobile contracts I just re-diverted it to the new mobile number and this gave me the important continuity of a stable business number.
As mobile phone reception was poor at our home/office I could also divert it to our home number when I was there to give a clearer line.
Now phone numbers are being rationalised across the country. The 03xxx and 06xxx series of numbers are going live and some other numbers are being reclassified and the charging structure is changing.
The end result of all this is that it has become more expensive to call our old number and I don’t think that’s fair on callers so we’ve changed to a regular mobile number. This is the same price to call as any other mobile, and it will be covered by the “inclusive” minutes with many price plans.
Now that I can port (transfer) mobile numbers I can keep this number whenever I change mobile contracts and mobile reception at our home/office is good so I don’t need to transfer it to our landline.
Now all I need to do is change the number on the website, business cards, brochures, DVDs, and everywhere else I’ve published the number. At least I don’t have any signs to change like BW would.
I was happily in the middle of my daydream when the helmsman of a boat coming the other way through the bridge signalled to slow down.
My first reaction was that this was a helpful signal indicating there was, perhaps, another boat following.
Then the voice, that seemed rather familiar, saying “it’s Paul, isn’t it?”
“Yes” I said, “It’s Chris isn’t it” as I realised who was coming the other way.
Chris is the man behind Video Active, the other organisation making Canal DVDs and I’ve heard his voice on sound-tracks of their DVDs.
He was cruising with Angela on their boat, Morgan Le Fey, having been filming for one of their DVDs.
We stopped for a quick chat and photo of the boats together, and of Chris trying to get the best photo of them together. I hope we have time for a proper chat next time we meet.
The Birmingham Canal Navigations left me with a parting gift yesterday. Approaching Cuckoo Wharf, just half a mile from Salford Junction and the end of the BCN the engine stopped dead.
A second or two of silence, then the beep beep noise from the ignition. Time to steer for the bank I thought, and find out what’s happened. Then I found the rudder wouldn’t move and I was coasting towards Cuckoo Wharf. Fortunately I managed to leap ashore and stop the boat with the centre rope before meeting the moored boats.
It was a carpet; neatly fitted all around the propeller and the rudder. Much cursing and heaving and it was hauled through the weed hatch. I remembered the BCN as I headed out towards Curdworth.
Three locks at Minworth last night, then the Curdworth flight today. I was following another boat so all the locks were against me, except when I passed another boat and they left the gates open as they left.
Lock 10 was a bonus as two British Waterways staff were working adjacent to the lock and opened the top gate as I approached then, on realising I was single handed, told me to stay on board and they worked the lock for me.
There were flower beds at every lock along the flight. Simple, but effective and it brightened things up, including Kingsbury Swivel Bridge.
Moored at Atherstone, heading south.
We headed up the Garrison Locks yesterday and turned right at Bordersley Junction.
This would take us through the former stop lock at Warwick Bar where two different canals used to meet. Originally they were not connected so neither company could steal water from the other.
Goods had to be transhipped between boats moored each side of a narrow strip of land - the “bar”. Later these were knocked through, often with gates to stop water flow if necessary.
Worcester Bar, at Gas Street Basin is another example, and that’s how Perry Bar got its name.
Warwick Bar gates are always chained open but the vandals had removed one set and the far end gate was shut. There was over 1.5 inches difference in water levels so we couldn’t open it.
We couldn’t shut the gate at the other end and use it as a lock as that was chained open. We called British Waterways who said help would be there within 30 minutes - and it was.
By then we had opened the paddle - despite being unable to turn the windlass all the way round because of the poor gate design and the ratchet pawl being seized up as its never used.
We were lowering the pound above, including Typhoo Basin. With the water nearer level and help from two passers by we opened the gate.
Eugene, who had helped at Smethwick last week, and Mark arrived just afterwards and padlocked the gates open yet again.
Today was the day for the Tame Valley Canal.
Setting off from Tame Valley Junction we headed East, initially retracing our cruise from yesterday afternoon.
We were filming again, all the way along the Tame Valley Canal, capturing everything going east.
The canal consists of long straight sections connected by the occasional bend. It was one of the latest canals to be built to avoid the bottleneck of the Farmers Bridge 13 locks.
Built with towpaths on both sides, and almost straight it must have seemed like a motorway to the early canal users.
There are 13 locks at Perry Bar, sometimes known as the new 13, the old 13 being at Farmers Bridge.
We had trouble with the water levels in some of the pounds being too low and having to let water down from above. Look how low we are in the lock, and the top gate is open so that’s how low the pound was.
I was amused to see all the bollards at this lock - sometimes you can’t find one when you need one, then 11 come along at once. They were really there to keep road vehicles away from the lock, so it wasn’t British Waterways being extra helpful.
We’re moored at Star City. tomorrow we head up the Garrison Locks, visit Typhoo (Digbeth) Basin, then up the Ashted Locks on a circular cruise, after our curly and straight days.
We left Anglesey Basin a little later than expected this morning as there was a light drizzle, rather than the forecast sunshine and we needed better light for filming.
Ogley Junction signpost shows two examples of good thinking. The route to Huddlesford Junction is being restored and the word “Being” appears to have been stuck on so it can simply be removed when the restoration is completed and you can cruise all the way.
Look carefully at how the three fingers have serrated tops and bottoms allowing them to be set at the right angle on the post, but stopping the vandals rotating them to random directions.
Catshill Junction has its own finger sign, but opposite it this unusual sculpture.
We continued south along the Dawn End Branch of the Wyrley & Essington (Curly Wurly).
Further on was this unusual bridge sign - self explanatory really.
At Longwood Junction we met the end of the Rushall Canal - a modern canal built with long straight sections - quite the opposite to the Curly Wurly.
A right turn at Rushall Junction took us to Tame Valley Junction where we are safely moored overnight.
Tomorrow we will head back to cover the whole length of the Tame Valley Canal.
East from Sneyd Junction we continued to follow the Wyrley & Essington Canal until Pelsall Junction.
A left turn took us onto the Cannock Extension Canal which runs straight from end to end. I can’t think of any others that are entirely straight, except the Wardle Canal and that’s less than 100 yards long so it hardly counts. You can look down under the line of bridges.
There’s a picture of the end when we reached it.
Near the end a new bridge is being built to replace an old one. The canal is open and the route through the worksite is carefully marked with cones, some hung from the old bridge on string.
It’s just like going through a slalom course. Inevitably we met the only other boat of the day while we were moving and let them through first. Their helmsman shouted "you’re the electric narrow boat in Canal Boat Magazine aren’t you". So we’d been spotted just the day after publication at the furthest reaches of the BCN.
Then along the Curly Wurly and the Anglesey Branch to Anglesey Basin, the most northerly point of the BCN.
We moored up mid afternoon and walked up to see the Chasewater reservoir.
Soon afterwards, having seen only one other moving boat all day, two turn up at once. We welcomed Rhapsody in Blue and Smudge and we’re all squeezed nicely into the visitor moorings designed for two boats.
When I said, yesterday, that today would be a curly wurly day I didn’t realise it would involve a snake.
We set off from Sneyd Junction this morning, to travel to Wolverhampton, to reach the start of the Wyrley and Essington Canal (and to buy a copy of Canal Boat Magazine - see previous Blog). A contour canal with many twists and turns and known to some as the Curly Wurly.
It was a slow journey with many visits down the weed hatch to clear the plastic bags from the propeller.
It was on one of these occasions that the snake popped its head up as I opened the weed hatch. It swayed there looking at me, its head about 12 inches out of the hatch, while I wondered what to do next.
Then great relief as I realised it was a length of plastic tubing, rather like a vacuum cleaner hose. Several feet of it were wrapped in a complicated knot around the propeller and the loose end must have been just under the hatch waiting to spring out.
After some time with a hacksaw I began to think a snake would have been easier to deal with.
Although there was lots of weed along the canal it could easily be shaken off the propeller with a brief burst in reverse. The dozen trips down the weed hatch were all to remove man-made rubbish, like plastic bags, carpets and net curtains.
Most of the rubbish we saw looked quite new, it’s not old stuff from years ago which hadn’t been cleaned up, but new stuff still being dumped.
We’re back at Sneyd Junction now, ready to head in the opposite direction for a Wurly Curly day tomorrow.