Barry arose early once again and had another walk around the basin, though this time he got caught in the rain ...
Plenty of colour around and opportunities to experience life afloat
An impressive statue opposite 'The Cube'
A shot from our mooring - very grey but strangely tranquil
Our mooring in Gas Street Basin - alongside the now closed-down 'James Brindley' pub, such a shame
Continuing our rendezvousing with friends, we had lunch with Karen, who I went to school with from the age of five to sixteen - we were in a group of girls always getting into some sort of mischief! I can hear those who know me thinking how that somehow doesn't surprise them ...
We left Birmingham shortly after lunch, travelling through a sea of derelict industrial sites, the canal becoming darker as we approached The Black Country, so named as it was the most industrialised county in the nation, lying over the thickest coal seam in Britain with clouds of black smoke emitting from the burning coal.
Fortunately, prior to starting our journey, Barry checked the weed hatch and found this mangled mess
This shot is for John and Diane of the inside of 'The Roundhouse Building' - sadly the best I could get
The imposing Winson Green Prison - not a place to stay around for long
Beautiful old aqueduct straddling the Birmingham 'New Main Line Canal' at Sandwell
Up the three Smethwick locks and past the aqueduct turnoff to the Galton Valley Centre ...
We then traversed the 'New Main Line' canal on another aqueduct ...
Sophie and Mikey take control
The entrance to the Netherton Tunnel seen from the aqueduct
On Wednesday we're planning a visit to The Black Country Museum which I last visited when my youngest daughter was just a toddler.