Rolling rural countryside. Very similar to parts of New Zealand
The top of the canal - the outlet tunnels feed the canal water from reservoirs close by
Just after 11am we arrived at Foulridge Tunnel, 1640 yards long, and controlled by traffic lights. A boat was coming through as we approached, but once it had emerged the lights still didn’t turn green. We had to wait another ten minutes or so as apparently the lights just change automatically on the hour from the north and half hour from south, which is frustrating when you know the tunnel is empty!
Barry's map of his journey home from the pub .... or ... maybe a 20 second exposure of the end of the tunnel and the following boat's headlight while Barry twists and turns the camera
The angry tunnel monster spewed green slime after us as we left his home!!
Dr Who must have thought he was in a time warp when he landed here
Probably happened speeding in fog!
Must be getting closer to Burnley
Little Jordan, quite a character
Time to go
Two derelict pubs opposite the Burnley Central Railway Station
The weather cleared so on my bike ride I got these shots from above the town looking north