Old and new Manchester

A fine mild day as we leave Manchester. Old bridges and wharves, new office and apartment structures. The juxtaposition from the water is striking. The cap'n manages a deft reverse from a watering point, before a wide beam tour boat with its complement of tourists performs its own reverse. Canada geese complain, but over a sole invading goose, not duelling boats.

We cruise west to the Meeting of the Waters, the junction of the 3 arms of the Bridgewater, coming east from the coal of Worsley, west from the markets of Manchester, and north from the ocean trading routes via the Mersey. We turn south, heading towards Chester, As it is a fine Sunday, the scullers are out in force, creating delicate breakable unpredictable obstacles for a 20 tonne steel boat. First we veer left, then head towards the willows on the right, before swinging into mid stream. And the 3rd scull's crew smile nervously up as Santiago passes. Phew, dodgems on water.

Now moored near the wonderful Trust property of Dunham Massey,  given to the Trust complete with thousanda of acres of woods, deer park- one of the few properties owned by the NT which is self supporting. Time for an evening walk in the parkland before dinner. Tomorrow we will visit the house. Some pics of the moat and lake.

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  1. angie23 October 2017 at 04:18

    Enjoying reading of your travels, and the beautiful scenery. Angie and Phil x

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