Some days are absolutely perfect! Others are a complete and utter Hell on Earth! Other still are ‘sort of good, could have been a bit better weather-wise, you’re not quite seeing th’ Owd Lanky at its best at this time of year, but it’s still rather excellent in the right light’! Today, as you’ve probably gathered, was one of the latter. It was, on the whole, give or take the odd bit of overcast sky here and there…mainly here, but the sun came out at one point and the whole canal became infused with colour…I’ve lost track of what I was typing now. Sod it, here’s one of Michelle’s photographs instead.
Even at this time of year Ellel Grange has a manicured, Stanley Park look to it, adding an extra layer of the surreal to our cruise. It’s a Christian Healing Centre, apparently, whatever one of them is. But I can see how it’d work wonders on the soul. According to some book I read, there are rare green woodpeckers round Ellel. We saw two ordinary, vanilla flavoured ones instead – the sort with black freckles and red caps that look as though they’ve dipped their crowns in tomato sauce. Given that, up until Forton a couple of weeks ago, I’d only ever heard woodpeckers in the distance but never seen one, this was something to write in my diary. Unfortunately I don’t have a diary. Michelle didn’t manage to photograph the woodpeckers either. So here’s something else.
This young lady had just returned home to her boat when we passed her, having taken her cat for a walk along the towpath. It’s good to see fellow cat owners along the cut. It means we’re not the only ones daft enough to even contemplate it.
Here’s Galgate Marina, looking a bit like Steptoe and Son’s back yard, only with more colour. And boats. And countryside. Actually it’s nothing like Steptoe and Son’s yard. Forget I wrote that.
Here’s me, in the red waterproof coat, not entirely successfully hiding behind Janet and Jim because I don’t like having my photograph taken. We’re parked up just north of the Glasson turn off. I think Jim’s adding sweeteners to his brew.
Michelle took almost eighty photographs today – quite a lot for such a short trip, really. But to be honest, I’m well tired now and I need to round up our own cats and get them in before bed, so I’ll probably leave it at that.