Friday, 2 October 2009

Coventry to Nuneaton. No Locks.

After a morning walk into the city we set off around half past ten only to pass the same set of people from yesterday settling in with copious amounts of cans and bottles again.

They were very friendly though, with the cheery good mornings and an enquiry as to how the fishing went,.......... the less said about that the better.

The evening light really caught this modern tower block as it loomed over the old warehouses along the basin

This hire boat had the dubious pleasure of James Brindley staring into their boat for the entire night. That statue was quite creepy at night.

This is the diminutive entrance and exit from the Coventry basin, it lays claim to being the smallest bridge on the canal system. This must be from the lack of a towpath as we have been under many that are lower.

I tried to get a shot of this novel concrete sofa on a raft on the way up, but I was too slow
with the camera. Got it this time though albeit with accompanying beer cans, the fire ashes next to it can probably tell a story or two.

This is a huge disused and abandoned factory. Big tanks labeled Acetone still stand and other signs point to Acetate, so taking a rough guess, I would say it was a chemical works which is probably why it hasn't been redeveloped........ as yet.

What a boat yard this is!

I can only think that if I had a yard it would end up looking like this, as throwing things away is a complete anathema to me. That crane is soooo old but the man was lifting goods onto a lorry with it as we went past, what treasures must be lurking in there.

Well, we are now at Nuneaton where we will be staying for another day and we have succumbed, just could not put it off for another day, the fire is alight!!!

I know we had it alight in July but that was to combat the damp, this time it is for real, winter marches ever closer.

Until next time...............................................

1 comment:

Mark said...

If you look after mechanical equipment and engines, they can last for ever. I remember seeing, in 1991, a crane in Madagascar being used that had been built in 1868.