Look At Me Ma! We’re On Top Of The World!

We left our weekend mooring at Foulridge Wharf after filling up with water, dumping the rubbish, and using the Elsan services. The weather hasn’t been brilliant, but that didn’t deter the hardy ramblers of the Pennines, it appeared there was a constant stream of walkers, dogs, baby buggies, bikes, and some of the bikers were children, streaming past Cyan. It was lovely to see happy families.

Cafe Cargo in the old warehouse looks to be vibrant, with lots going on; it’s much more than just a cafe, see their website.

While filling up with water, a little ‘Princess’ with her Mum passed, she was going into the cafe. On complimenting the little princess on how pretty she looked, she was wearing a crown, and her best ‘princess’ dress. The little girl giggled, she was having a great time. Mum said it was her last day in the ‘centre’ (Cafe Cargo), and they get to wear what they choose today. The little princess starts school in September. There was that little tug at the ‘old’ heart, seeing that it wasn’t so long ago that this was our world too. Now with the passage of time, we’ve a wholly different life.

In the picture above, ‘Marton Emperor’ is moored. It’s a licensed trip boat, and was busy over the weekend ferrying parties of happy diners up and down the canal.

Even though the sun was shining hot, we put on our jackets, and headed round the corner for our passage through Foulridge Tunnel. We’ve been warned that it’s ‘raining’ inside the tunnel.

As a ‘by-the-by’ we’ve been thinking why is this area called ‘Foul Ridge’, as it’s nothing of the sort, the area is very pretty. My ‘friend’ Google explained that the name came from two old Anglo (Saxon) words, fola (foal) and hyreg (ridge); meaning it was a ridge where young horses (foals) grazed.

As soon as we were round the corner, the mile long Foulridge Tunnel appeared. Beneath the two traffic lights, that are on red, you can just about see the ‘light at the end of the tunnel’.

At this end of the tunnel, the lights turn to green at the ‘top’ of the hour. It’s takes around 25 minutes to pass through the tunnel. At the other end of the tunnel, the lights will be on red, only turning to green at ‘half past’ the hour. Besides the traffic lights, it’s common sense to double check there’s not a boat in the tunnel before you enter.

As soon as we entered the tunnel, Rusty trembled. No matter what soothing words or hugs he received, it didn’t make any difference. I blame Standedge Tunnel for this, passing through that tunnel traumatised him, it’s traumatised John too!

We were soon out, into the glorious sunshine again.

I’m not sure if this ‘pea soup’ is that blue-green algae that is so poisonous to dogs. Think it’s best to avoid any contact with it though.

We’ve now moored up at Barrowford’s Visitor Mooring at a beautiful tranquil place at the top of the seven Barrowford locks, further more we are in Red Rose county, Lancashire!

We’re not sure yet whether we’ll go down through the locks tomorrow, or wait a day or so. It all depends how we feel! 🙂 At this minute we’re enjoying being on the summit of the Trans-Pennine Canal.

Today we’ve travelled a mere 2 miles, through a 1 mile tunnel, we’ve got brilliant digital TV, and over 35 Mg of Wifi!


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