A long weekend with friends from London and Louisiana on the Llangollen Canal.
Friday
Diane, Jane and Sarah as we head across Pontcysyllte Aqueduct
Lucy at the tiller with Mary, crossing Pontcysyllte Aqueduct
looking down on the River Dee
heading back north as we start the trip proper towards Llangollen after the diversion across the aqueduct and back
Lucy went ahead to open the bridge but we hadn’t read the map properly – it is usually left open, as indeed it was today
the canal is impressively cut in a shelf high above the River Dee
Saturday
we walk along the final section of the canal, not available to powered craft and really only a water feederat the end (or start) of the canal is Horseshoe Falls, the source of the water for the Llangollen Canalwe then crossed the Chain Bridge, which was derelict last time we were here. There were “closed” notices at the hotel, whose grounds it is necessary to pass through, because of a wedding, but it was very early in the day so I strode confidently through and we weren’t stoppedkayaks in the river as we look back at the Chain Bridge and the eponymous hotelabove the Chain Bridge is Berwyn stationthe train from Llangollen arrives, with Lucy on board – while the rest of us walked to Horseshoe Falls, Lucy has been to Erddig parkrunafter a trip on the railway to Carrog, we have returned to Llangollen. We got a few bits for lunch in a shop before returning to the boat and heading back along the canalafter Pontcysyllte Aqueduct once again, we cross Chirk Aqueductcrossing the aqueduct we also cross the border from Wales into Englandsafely moored for the night below the two New Marton locks
Sunday
next morning it is 3 degrees and misty as I head out for my runmisty as I head towards Frankton Junctionearly morning at Frankton Junctionmilepost at Frankton Junction, where what we now call the Montgomery Canal leaves the Llangollen Canal. When built, the mainline of the Ellesmere Canal continued down the locks on its planned route towards the Severn near Shrewsbury.after running back to the boat, a hurried breakfast and then we motored back to Frankton Junction, it taking more than twice as long by boat as it did on foot. We had a walk down the locks, before winding the boat and retracing our steps back towards the base at Trevor.
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