Wednesday 16 August

Sunshine to start the day.  A meeting of minds on the towpath decided that today we’d head for Galgate and save a journey down the Glasson Branch for our return journey south.  We left first for the sanitary station to fill with water and empty our waste.  We had a slight wait for water as there was another boat there before us but after five minutes they moved off.

We left Garstang, passing a new marina full of plastic cruisers where the floating pontoons were no longer than 20ft, and then wound our way through beautiful countryside overlooked by the Pennine hills.

We set the washing machine going as we left as the 7.5 miles was far enough for us to be able to recharge the batteries after the wash had finished.  Our journey took us past farms and occasional houses, and past a mobile village of caravans between bridges 70 and 71 where the vans were set amongst well tended plots with fantastic floral displays and they backed right up to the canal, but otherwise few signs of civilisation.

We shared the canal with many ducks, the occasional cow standing at the water’s edge, a family of swans, a cormorant and encountered few boats.

As we approached one bridge Max threw himself off the front of the boat, relieved himself and he managed to jump back onto the stern all without us slowing down.   He’s really got the hang of this boating lark.

We arrived at our destination in time for lunch.  We hung the washing out and then I did some baking.  Passing boats alerted me to the fact it was starting to spit mid afternoon and by then the increasing breeze had worked its wonders.

My phone pinged just after lunch and it was Mick saying that they’d stopped back at Bridge 75 as they have an appointment in the morning with the guys making their boat canopy.  I forgot to tell Max and he sat on the back watching out for them.

After I’d prepared our evening meal, we left it cooking on a low light and took Max for an explore round Galgate.  The now redundant silk mill must have provided employment for most of the residents living in the many cottages nearby.  This was quite an impressive building.

The A6 passes through the village, as does the main London to Glasgow railway line and the M6 lies just to the East and the constant rush of traffic can always be heard .

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