The final leg of our journey to Hebden Bridge was on Tuesday 1st July, when we travelled the four and a half miles and ten locks from our overnight mooring at Todmorden.
Here’s Barry’s pictorial view of the pleasures of the passage …
Phil casually steers past stunning views such as this. The chimneys I believe are from the previously thriving mills of many years ago – Megan saunters happily alongside
Meanwhile I keep my eyes firmly fixed on the waterway ahead to make sure I don’t ground the boat again in the still shallow water
One of the ten locks of the day – with the Pennine hills in the distance
Phil drives in expertly, edging towards the side ready for Areandare to slip in and share the lock
Been in together, the boys have emptied the lock, Phil’s exited and I’m driving out of ‘Lobb Mill Lock’, number 16
We passed by what appeared to be a few boating ‘communities’ along the way
And the odd strange sight like this bizarre window display – maybe it’s something to do with the occupants thoughts on The World Cup?
Meanwhile the reality is of reflections from the past
And a slightly different take on the same scene – which do you prefer?
These boats seem to be keeping a historic slant on the area too
Stubbing Lower Lock, number 10, and we’re in Hebden Bridge now, with it’s row upon row of terraced cottages
This could be a scene from the 18th century – if it wasn’t for the power cables!
Looking like a well used and loved waterway in the town
We adore the stone the majority of the homes in the area are built from – so complimentary to the surrounding environment
Stress? What’s that?
Here we are almost in the centre of Hebden Bridge, and our reserved mooring for ten days
We’d read about Hebden Bridge in the 2007 book by Stuart Maconie ‘Pies and Prejudice’ …
Pies and Prejudice: In Search of the North, a humorous book that discusses the modern reality of the North of England (as opposed to the popular myths)
… and had wanted to visit for many years.
It didn’t disappoint in any way.
Actually that’s not strictly true, but it’s nothing to do with the beauty and uniqueness of the town – but I’ll reveal what soured our experience slightly in the next post.