Cowroast

Now we are really back to base, moored outside our former marina at Cowroast. We kept the boat there for four years and found it a very good marina that met our needs very well.

Unfortunately it was once again a grey day as we left Bulbourne. I mentioned in yesterday’s blog that there are splendid old workshop buildings where lock gates were built in the past. Some of the apparatus that made that possible is still to be seen but it has been some years since lock gates were built there and the buildings became the home of ironworks manufacturing very ornate garden sculptures. It does make an interesting sight and the buildings themselves are very beautiful with a tower that looks wonderful against a blue sky.

However the sky wasn’t blue today and the Tring cutting on a grey winter day is a rather desolate place. We have travelled this way so many times before and there have been days when it has been quite magical with the trees perfectly reflected in the water: not today! It does have many memories for us: we passed the place where we ran so immovably aground with our friends Anne & Pete that it took the combined efforts of NB Mr Bunbury’s towrope and a nearby boater to get us off, and reminisced about the day we hosted Georgia’s hen day. Organised and decorated by our daughter we picked up the bride to be and her hens at the bottom of the steps at Tring Station. I doubt the canal has ever witnessed such glamour as tottered down to the towpath. They danced and drank their way through the Marsworth Locks and back and had to be prised out and sent on their way back to the station as darkness fell. Our daughter went with them and after tying up in the marina I drove to collect her to find her curled up asleep in the depth of an armchair in the taxi office.

The is a great line of boats moored around Cowroast above and below the lock but we managed to find a spot not too far from the lock. Distance is important because the towpath is very muddy. After lunch we went up to the main road and caught the bus to Berkhamsted. The town was very busy and extremely affluent looking. Every cafe was full with queues waiting and we walked around for some time and did some shopping at Waitrose before finally managing to eat around 2.00. We know Berkhamsted well and Alan used to work there: we will stay a couple of days on our way to home.

Wendover Junction

A Marsworth Lock

Marsworth Reservoir

Heygate Floor Mill – Wendover Arm

Today we did 2.84Miles

Statistics so far:-

2127.67 Miles, 1176 Locks, 120 Swing Bridges, 82 Lift Bridges, 36 Tunnels

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2 Responses to Cowroast

  1. Halfie says:

    Lovely colours and crisp reflections on the “floor mill” (!)

  2. nblazydays says:

    Thanks Halfie

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