really doesn’t have a lot to recommend it – 18 urban locks in grotty surroundings, every paddle gear requiring unlocking with a ‘T’ shaped ‘handcuff’ key, and all the locks against us bar one or two with really leaky bottom gates. We didn’t pass a soul coming down. So that’s 18 locks, 4 lots of unlocking and unlocking of paddle gear – and walking around the lock each time as there is no plank on the top gates (elfin’ safety!’) – you do the maths ‘cos I’m too knackered! Although, to give him his due, Rog did work a few of them and a swing bridge! After doing the 9 unpleasant locks yesterday as well, I was glad to see the back of Manchester – I don’t think we will be coming back this way again! However, we did have a good meal in a Chinese Buffet last night with the Cutweb crowd, so that is some consolation. It was almost back at Castlefield though, so we had quite a walk – we returned via the towpath where there was one, and walked the length of Canal Street – we saw some strange sights along there, I can tell you!!
We managed to water and empty loos at the top of the flight, and continued on to the Peak Forest Canal. We are now moored just between Hyde and Romiley, and will probably have a day off tomorrow before we tackle the 16 locks in the Marple Flight.
9.7 miles and 18 locks