We stopped at Rodley Wharf Visitor Moorings for four days. It’s a lovely spot, and it was nice to chill for a few days.
On setting off, as we were moored near a swing bridge; Rodley Swing Bridge (#217), I walked a few paces to the bridge, inserted the C&RT key, and released the ‘brake’ or was it a lock? I hadn’t ‘worked’ one of these bridges before, and I was really grateful for a fisherman sitting on the bank who knew the workings of the bridge well.
We’d hoped to stop at Apperley Bridge Marina for diesel, but when we eventually got there, the marina was closed. Another boater called out to us that they were closed on Thursdays. Though we weren’t short on diesel, we were conscious we hadn’t taken on board any diesel since we were on the Macclesfield. John likes to keep the diesel tank well topped up – it’s something to do with ‘diesel bugs’!
We did try to moor up outside the marina, thinking that we’d fill up with diesel in the morning. Our idea didn’t turn out very well, as we couldn’t manoeuvre Cyan to the bank because of heavy silting. We gave up on that idea, and decided to venture on; soon coming upon Millman Swing Bridge (#214).
This bridge was again ‘different’, for a start it was over a relatively busy road. As I had done the last few bridges, I thought it only fair for John to this one! The bridge was automatic, and didn’t require any brawn. As soon as John inserted the waterway’s key, flashing traffic lights came on. Once John had lowered the barrier at both ends of the bridge, he pressed the button to open the bridge! Brilliant!
Once I’d taken Cyan through the bridge ‘hole’, I spied the double locks immediately in front. Nothing for it but to smile sweetly to John, while handing him the windlass; from boat to where he was standing on the towpath. There wasn’t any point John boarding Cyan, as Dobson Staircase Locks were almost upon us.
The locks were tough (for John), but eventually we climbed to the top, and ‘popped up’ just outside C&RT Services, Office, and Workshop. It was fascinating to hear the history of the workshop by the locky, apparently the workshop used to make the coffins for the navvies who built the canal in days long gone by. We knew life was hard on the canal, but didn’t realise it was that hard that the canal had to have its own coffin manufacturer.
We moored up for the night on the visitor moorings.
Today we’ve pootled 3 miles, 1 double staircase lock, and 4 swing bridges.