Journeying through the picture-perfect Pennines

We’re a little distance away now from where this post’s pictures were taken – but I’m sure you’ll enjoy them.

In fact today, Wednesday 27th August, Barry’s aboard Areandare near the northern entrance of the Harecastle Tunnel, while I’m with my eldest daughter in Malpas, Cheshire for a week, celebrating her birthday.

Hudddersfield Narrow Canal

For anyone yet to visit the Huddersfield Narrow and Broad Canals, I hope these next two posts go some way to persuading you of the merit of making the effort to journey to this waterway, it’s definitely worth doing.


Leaving Huddersfield, passing alongside the University buildings


A very narrow passage which is part of the new canal construction


The impressive Springwood Railway Bridge dwarfs Areandare below


The imposing Brittania Mill, on the outskirts of Huddersfield, hugs the canal



We found some helpers …


… and gave them a taste of locking – I even wrote down their names but can’t find where! So if you read this, comment below lovely people!


There are some very narrow and weedy areas around here, not to mention shallow …


The amazing ‘Titanic Mill’ building, built in 1911 the same year as RMS Titanic was launched, and now converted into luxury apartments


A bird’s eye view of the overflow race coming off a lock


The view from our mooring at Slaithwaite, another picturesque old mill and accompanying chimney


The newly re-opened canal (2001) cuts proudly through Slaithwaite town centre


This not yet converted mill building overlooks the canal and town centre – probably only a matter of time …


Prior to the reopening of the canal this area was all covered over and hidden from view


Now there’s an unusual name for a pub – ‘The Silent Woman’ (we wish says Barry bravely!). The picture is of a woman holding her head under her arm – must be a story there, but we couldn’t find it inside the pub or on a Google search – does anybody know?

The pub above, was well as an unusual name, came to the attention of the world media on 23 September 2007, when a man walked into the pub and ordered a pint of beer a few minutes after he had murdered his son and attacked his daughter with a knife (! We decided not to go in for a drink, the interior wasn’t nearly as promising as the outside.


Quaint cottages, but you couldn’t get much nearer to the railway viaduct!


The water reservoir above the town



And some of the housing on the hillside overlooking the area, with more photos below around stunning and scenic Slaithwaite …


A typical house frontage


You’re not far from the Pennine Hills here, and on a handy train route



Looking across the rooftops of the town


Maybe some similarities to Coronation Street?


This decrepit old building caught Barry’s photographer’s eye


The canal runs through the centre of the town in Slaithwaite


Friends from Gisborne on a UK holiday paid us a visit for the evening – fabulous to see you Liz, Viki and Maia




The obligatory silly shot


Liz and Viki – beautiful


Our mooring for the night – a little shallow to say the least!

Additional sights from Huddersfield – my dad’s birth town

I published post a few weeks ago about the very emotional day out we had visiting my father’s birthplace, and unexpectedly my great-grandfather, great-grandmother and uncle’s grave – single, not plural, I haven’t made a mistake (click here if you didn’t read it).

At that time, I didn’t have access to Barry’s views of the town or outlying areas we spent time in.

So forgive me for indulging, but once again I feel they’re worth sharing.

More of the Huddersfield Broad Canal


A morning view of the boats moored at Aspley Basin


Incredible pulley system of the lift bridge


Row upon row of symmetrical windows adorn the old mill buildings


Lock number one east – heading towards the Standedge tunnel


Walking into town along the Huddersfield Narrow Canal

Huddersfield Town, Salendine Nook and Lindley


Very impressive college and University buildings set around the canal


One of these houses on New Hays Road is the address my grandfather had on his driving license – so my dad could’ve lived here as a young boy


The view from the top of New Hays Road


Happy to be here


We took a chance on finding my great-grandfather’s church in Lindley, having found a small card at my father’s house recently from his funeral. The only location details were Lindley, Huddersfield.


And we found the church – Lindley Methodist. What a shame the probably ornately carved wooden pews have been removed and replaced with modern day chairs


The stained glass window, however, is as it would’ve been when my great-grandfather preached here


Though I’ve never been ‘religious’ in the organised religion sense, I pay homage to my great-grandfather Thomas Inglis Walsh who served many people as a Methodist Minister. His three daughters devoted their lives to the church, lived together all their lives, and died as, I believe, happy spinsters. His only son, the youngest child, William Dixon, was my grandfather – and as far as I’m aware, wasn’t religious at all!


How to really use a burial plot – it looks as though there are SIX bodies buried here, three of whom are my relations


A statue of Sir Harold Wilson, in St George’s Square – he was British Prime Minister for four terms of office


Sir Harold was born in Huddersfield in 1916, four years before my father


Built in 1853, Lion Chambers proudly boasts the statue of ‘Leo’ the lion, who’s said to wander around St George’s Square when the clock strikes 12!

From Marple to High Lane – to Cornwall!

Tonight (Thursday) we’ve moved from Marple to High Lane, nearer to the Enterprise Car Hire Hazel Grove office. We’ve used them a number of times in the past, as they provide such a helpful ‘pick up and drop off’ service to narrowboaters.  We just need to phone them tomorrow with a suitable postcode.

Jim will be with us on Saturday morning, and then we’ll drive to my mum and dad’s for my turn on the four sister’s ‘rota’ of respite care for mum. On Monday, we’re heading down to Hayle, in Cornwall, for seven days of R and R!

Reflections from Brighouse to Huddersfield

I’m betting you’re thinking “You”re a little out of synch Sandra!” from the title of this post – and you’d be right!

We’re actually currently moored in marvellous Marple, and Barry’s trading here opposite the services for a couple of days.

We’d like to say a HUGE thank you to Melina (hope the spelling’s correct?) who read my previous post, took the initiative and called Barry up to see if he wanted a hand up the 16 locks of the Marple flight. Initially he said he would be ok I believe, but he was very thankful that he accepted as they’re a bugger to do as a solo boater he soon discovered!

The reason for the disjointedness of places and posts is I haven’t had chance to publish Barry’s photos from much of this latest journey yet. So here’s a start – and expect the remainder, with a bit of luck, before we set off for Cornwall at the weekend!

The very jovial Jim, from what used to be Starcross and his wife, are coming to boat sit while we’re away. So don’t be surprised if you see AreandAre with people on board you don’t recognise.

Brighouse and the calder and Hebble

We stayed a couple of nights in Brighouse, where the ‘Brighouse and Rastrick Brass Band’ originate. It’s an interesting little town, not as affluent-seeming as Hebden Bridge or Todmorden, but has a lovely comfortable ‘vibe’ to it.

Having said that, we experienced for only the second time in five years of narrowboating, a challenge with some local youngsters.  They’d been hanging around by the side of the moorings at the back of Tesco late into the night, and Barry suddenly jumped up in the early hours and shouted ‘OY‘, as he’d felt them pull the mooring pin out at the back of the boat.  They ran off swiftly, just a silly spur of the moment harmless prank.


Barry sees beauty in old and crumbling buildings


A stunning building in Brighouse – probably an old grain silo


Our mooring, opposite an old Mill building converted into apartments


The basin at Brighouse


Lots of old mill buildings around Cooper Bridge – this is a reflection of the building in the water


And another beautiful building and its reflection


Here’s the proof!


Breathtaking bridge – and yes, another reflection!


On the River Calder now


A lunchtime stop in Mirfield


Shepley Bridge Marina on the River Calder


Watch out for the weir! Mr heron takes a break and a look around


Back onto the Calder and Hebble towards the Huddersfield Broad Canal


A last look at the river

The Huddersfield Broad Canal


On our way to Huddersfield – a scenic and serene journey


Lots of floating greenery here


Looks like plenty of water


A colourful canal boat passes us by


Viaduct across the canal


Looks like the ivy has taken over this ancient Mill building


A huge recycling plant along the journey – doing a great job but goodness, what an eyesore!


Once again, Barry finds the beauty in the mundane


Magnificent Mill chimney and lift bridge on the approach to the moorings in Huddersfield


Working out how each one functions is always fascinating


A veritable feat of engineering


Aspley Basin, Huddersfield


Not finished with the reflecting yet!


What a wonderful sight – a timeless shot


A stunning vista from the basin


The black and white makes it an even more timeless shot


You can just see AreandAre in the distance


The view from our mooring – not bad aye?




 We did leave the marina too – there’ll be a few images of our meander around Huddersfield, the town of my father’s birth, in the next post.

On the subject of reflections, we have a photo of Barrys’ on Pinterest of Little Venice in London, with amazing reflections of trees and boats, that’s been re-pinned countless times. What a shame we don’t get any income from re-pinnings lol!