Easter Canal Walk
Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 3:16 pm
After taking the earlier pictures of the daffodils on the village green myself and Annie set off along the Macclesfield canal for a few hours walk which covered about 5 miles all told. The weather had improved no end and I didn’t need a coat, but I slipped on a gillet just in case it got a bit cooler as the sun went lower in the afternoon. I had packed a few things in my rucksack, water for Annie and a Scotch egg and some fruit for myself, although I was sure that I would not see much of the sausage meat from the Scotch egg so would have to content myself with just the egg and an orange. We parked the car at this local marina and set off along the Macclesfield canal in the direction of Congleton.

Although it had dried up somewhat in the last few days the towpath was still very muddy in places and I was glad I had my walking boots on. Annie on the other hand is in total disregard of any mud and just sees it as an opportunity to get herself all scummy, she is not very ladylike when it comes to keeping clean and in typical terrier fashion is into everything going.


Once we had passed the more frequented sections the path became a bit drier with just the odd muddy section where the water tended to pool after the heavy rain. The countryside is really starting to green up and everything looks fresher after the grime of Winter. This is a lovely time of year with buds bursting anew from the bare branches of trees and soon everything will be clothed in a fresh coat of green, there is every shade imaginable from the lightest tint that lets the suns rays shine right through them, to the densely puckered darker leaves of the big deciduous trees that will soon block out the sunlight from the woodland floor. It is at this brief time that woodland flowers such as early Wood Anemone appear in large swathes of whitish pink to carpet the open spaces. Here and there clumps of Lesser Celandine give a yellow smile back towards the sunlight, both will soon be replaced by a sea of blue as ubiquitous Bluebells burst forth before the green canopy closes over and returns them to shade until the Autumn begins the cycle all over again.


All around are the signs of Spring, cattle out on the fresh pastures and water fowl pairing up and ready to nest and sheep with their lambs grazing the new grass into well kept lawns.



Easter marks the start of the new boating season and a few lucky ones are already out with there boats and enjoying the Spring sunshine.



I must confess to talking to just about anyone when on my travels and usually find something of interest to chat about with an unwary traveller. Today I had a very interesting chat with a lady boat owner about her new array of solar panels that apparently on a good day supplied all of their electricity needs, canal barges and solar panels, now there is progress for you, a complete melding of both old and modern technology. I also noticed a few more permanent berths that had sprung up along this section, some having their own landing stage and some storage facilities alongside their boats.

At the moment there is very little in the way of wild flowers along the canal side, even the Rushes are still brown. The odd patch of bright yellow Gorse and the occasional stone marker help to break the monotony and near to any habitation the odd clump of naturalised Daffodils dance in the breeze.



We finished the outward leg based more on available time than distance travelled as I had to get back before 5 p.m. or the car park would be closed after that time. We stopped in a small wood just off the canal and took our break sitting on this nicely convenient tree stump and yes, Annie did get all the sausage meat from the Scotch egg.

We kept up a good pace on the way back and reached the marina in good time and the sun was still shining, all in all a lovely day out even if it was a bit muddy in places.


Although it had dried up somewhat in the last few days the towpath was still very muddy in places and I was glad I had my walking boots on. Annie on the other hand is in total disregard of any mud and just sees it as an opportunity to get herself all scummy, she is not very ladylike when it comes to keeping clean and in typical terrier fashion is into everything going.
Once we had passed the more frequented sections the path became a bit drier with just the odd muddy section where the water tended to pool after the heavy rain. The countryside is really starting to green up and everything looks fresher after the grime of Winter. This is a lovely time of year with buds bursting anew from the bare branches of trees and soon everything will be clothed in a fresh coat of green, there is every shade imaginable from the lightest tint that lets the suns rays shine right through them, to the densely puckered darker leaves of the big deciduous trees that will soon block out the sunlight from the woodland floor. It is at this brief time that woodland flowers such as early Wood Anemone appear in large swathes of whitish pink to carpet the open spaces. Here and there clumps of Lesser Celandine give a yellow smile back towards the sunlight, both will soon be replaced by a sea of blue as ubiquitous Bluebells burst forth before the green canopy closes over and returns them to shade until the Autumn begins the cycle all over again.
All around are the signs of Spring, cattle out on the fresh pastures and water fowl pairing up and ready to nest and sheep with their lambs grazing the new grass into well kept lawns.
Easter marks the start of the new boating season and a few lucky ones are already out with there boats and enjoying the Spring sunshine.
I must confess to talking to just about anyone when on my travels and usually find something of interest to chat about with an unwary traveller. Today I had a very interesting chat with a lady boat owner about her new array of solar panels that apparently on a good day supplied all of their electricity needs, canal barges and solar panels, now there is progress for you, a complete melding of both old and modern technology. I also noticed a few more permanent berths that had sprung up along this section, some having their own landing stage and some storage facilities alongside their boats.
At the moment there is very little in the way of wild flowers along the canal side, even the Rushes are still brown. The odd patch of bright yellow Gorse and the occasional stone marker help to break the monotony and near to any habitation the odd clump of naturalised Daffodils dance in the breeze.
We finished the outward leg based more on available time than distance travelled as I had to get back before 5 p.m. or the car park would be closed after that time. We stopped in a small wood just off the canal and took our break sitting on this nicely convenient tree stump and yes, Annie did get all the sausage meat from the Scotch egg.
We kept up a good pace on the way back and reached the marina in good time and the sun was still shining, all in all a lovely day out even if it was a bit muddy in places.