We were bombarded last night! Watching TV as the light was fading, something quick and black passing the window. What on earth!!!! We both jumped up and rushed outside. Not a missile thrown by the locals, no but Bats flying all around catching the black flies swarming over the water. We stood on the back deck holding our nerve as many were on a collision course for our heads. As is a Bats way they swerved at the last second. Very rare for a Bat to come into contact with anything other then their prey. It was a sight to behold and a waxing moon in clear unpolluted skies made the experience even more wonderful.
|Not a ripple on the river this morning. Far cry from later in the day!|
|The moorings are on the right.|
|First lot of moorings (Sutton Weaver) Facilities after the road swing bridge on the left|
For those brave enough, passage could be made onto the Manchester Ship canal from Marsh lock but this would have to be arranged first though. Ian is brave enough...I'm not!!! Here we stopped to have a look around. A convenient pontoon with room enough for one boat, made getting off a doodle. We had been told that staying overnight was permitted because Marsh lock is hardly used at all.
|The only pontoon|
|Bit of a sorry state|
After lunch we once more moved off to do the last mile to Weston Point docks or that was the plan anyway. We hadn't realised that in the way of the docks was a very low swing bridge. 5ft head room so no way would we get under it and with no means of getting off because the high banks were more fitting for the larger ships and not us smaller vessels, we turned round. We did see the disused Entrance lock to the Runcorn and Weston canal but no means of getting to it although we did manage to tie to huge bollards on a lower bank but the shrub and thorns of the blackberry bushes stopped us from proceeding.
|The swing bridge.|
|Bollards more for the larger ships to tie to. Top of FS was level with them.|
|Entrance lock to the Runcorn and Weston Canal|
|Tied to the bollard.|
|Yes this is still the Chemical works and very odorous. Rotten eggs filled the nostrils.|
And views across the Manchester Ship Canal.
|Mallard duck with a Gadwall|