This morning we walked from Wharton’s Lock on the Shropshire Union to base camp at Beeston Castle. This was somewhere we have been meaning to visit ever since acquiring a share in the narrowboat of the same name in 2006. In 2010 we changed to narrowboat Winthorpe and finally, in 2014, moved onto narrowboat Oakmere. Within sight of Beeston Castle, Oakmere was moored a few hundred yards from narrowboat Winthorpe – a very tidy set of coincidences.
The ascent of Beeston Castle (remains of) must be saved for another time. We had both left our money on the boat and didn’t have the required £7.40 demanded by English Heritage to reach the ruin on the hill – I am assuming they have installed high speed escalators with the option of a zip wire descent.
As an alternative form of entertainment, we walked the road that circles the castle hill and discovered a series of well-to-do, beautifully maintained old Cheshire farms – Castlegate, Castleside and The Home. Classic preserved architecture, there was probably as much to see and admire than at the castle (remains of).
On a narrowboat my perspective is narrowed by necessity – there is a clear division of labour – the good lady (not dressed in red for fear of cattle – see earlier post) works the locks while I (the high seas Captain) steer the boat – a huge responsibility. This means I am bound to the tiller with my camera – juggling tiller, bow thruster, gears (a push and pull rod just like a 2CV), accelerator wheel and camera shutter is a gift not given to many. The downside is that there is a certain sameness to the images – A View from the Bridge:
Adios amigos – I must get back to the bridge where there is a complete lack of Internet connectivity.