Sheep behaving like sheep!
We were awoken this moring at 04:15 by the sound of sheep. Looking out of the window, all of the sheep in the field opposite appeared over the hill, processing in single file diagonally across the field towards the canal. Why, and where they had been we don't know, but if they do it again tonight, we hope they will be quieter about it!
Angela's Lancashire based family aboard Banjo
Today we finally met the last people we set out to see in Lancashire - Angela's Uncle Bill, Auntie Sheila, Sheila's mum Elsie, Cousin Tracey and Chris. It was great to see them all, especially Elsie who stept nimbly abord and now holds the record for being our most senior passenger, aged 96!
Off for a pint and a spot of caving!
We travelled back up the canal to Barnoldswick turned around and headed back, stopping at the Anchor for some liquid refreshment.
Stalactites in an unlikely setting
The Anchor has a famous heritage. When the canal was constructed, the original pub was below the level of the water, and so a new pub was built on top of it. The original building still exists below ground, and has an incredible array of long thin stalactites formed by water from the cana dribbling through the limestone of the building.
Canoists jubilent at not being rammed!
A tranquil scene tonight
We retured to Foulridge after a really lovely time and had lunch in the Wharf cafe. After everyone had left we spent the late afternoon in the company of many wildfowl and in particular two swans who have adopted us it seems. They are constantly appearing at the windows peering in and tapping, hoping for food. It was still and warm and really quiet tonight - sigh. This is a beautiful spot that we will be sad to leave.
No comments:
Post a Comment