The second one was a huge structure which was previously a double lock, but now only the front one works due to an accident a while ago, or so the skipper of the barge in front of us informed me.
'Ethel' from Sheffield, ferrying around a few elderly folks
Sandra entering the lock
On the way out (note from Sandra, crikey my bum looks big in this!!)
Shortly afterwards, Barry expertly negotiated a sharp right turn which lead us onto the dead straight New Junction Canal which has a plethora of lift and swing bridges. One of them had a manual swing bridge in the centre of a large mechanised lock. There were some incredible sights, real feats of engineering; Barry was well impressed!
Keeping her head through the first guillotine!!
Coincidence - or do the power stations create the weather?!
We weren’t quite so impressed with the BW lock-keeper at Skyehouse Lock and swing bridge, who asked if I was Australian and thought Barry was from South Africa! Goodness me, he knew how to insult us, lol! Except he was deadly serious bless him, no harm intended, very amusing. I think I’m going to have to go to some elocution lessons as people keep thinking I’m an Aussie, when I’m actually English but have lived in New Zealand for over four years!
Looks more like a guard house at a 'Psych(iatric)' house than a Sykehouse!
Another aquaduct, this one over the River Went, don't know where it went though!
Maybe it went that way ...
The lock at Pollington, ejecting a huge barge
Wouldn't want to meet that on a blind corner!
We have a number of visitors coming to see us over the next few weeks. Firstly on Saturday it’s Freddie and Sara, and possibly some or all of their offspring. They stayed and lived in Gisborne ages ago for a year or so, and Barry has kept in touch with them ever since (well Sandra has!). They'll be travelling to us from Sheffield and, depending on what happens, may be with us for a day or the weekend, so that’ll be compact but cool.