Tuesday 16th April 2019



We were only intending to travel 3½ miles today and so had a leisurely start, such a hard life we lead. We revisited the Yew Tree Farm shopping village specifically for the farm shop. The shopping village is based in the old farm buildings, stables, diary etc and consists of several boutique style businesses. Brenda went into a clothes shop and saw a lovely blouse and waistcoat set but they didn’t have them in her size, she was very disappointed. In the farm shop we expected to see mucky vegetables fresh out of the ground but instead were met mainly with a selection of horrendously expensive produce. While we do like to support local businesses and enterprises, you don’t like to feel as though you are being ripped off for some quirky, 21st century, in-vogue product.

We left the mooring and almost immediately passed over the aqueduct which took me completely by surprise. With it being no more than a series of cast iron troughs, there was no barrier whatsoever on our steering position as we crossed over the road at a height of about 30 feet with nothing between the boat and the drop.   

Less than ½ mile from Wotton we came across yet another new marina, this one still under construction but never the less with a couple of dozen boats already in residence. It was at this marina entrance that we saw our first ducklings of the season, a Mallard with nine young. We also saw a lot more lambs, in one field a great number of new-borns. It is always nice to see the lambs, they are so enthusiastic about life, frolicking about, and yet for such a short time. There are more and more flowers starting to show and throughout the whole day we saw many Cowslips on the towpath.

Brenda saw the boat through Bearley Lock and then decided to walk the 2½ miles into Wilmcote with the dog for some time on her own. Unfortunately, while it had been spitting up until this point, it then came on to rain.

Just beyond the lock we came to Edstone Aqueduct, the third aqueduct on the South Stratford Canal yet far bigger than Yarningdale and Wotton before it. While there are many very impressive aqueducts on the canal system, once the Pontcysyllte Adueduct on the Llangollen Canal has been seen, then no other can match it for sheer size, scale or majesty, however, each must have its merit. As with Yarningdale and Wooton, the Edstone Aqueduct has no barrier on the off side but it is very much longer and higher. The three aqueducts are unusual in that the towpaths are at the level of the canal bottom and form part of the baseplate. It is the longest canal aqueduct in England and carries the canal for 250 yards, supported on 13 brick columns which vary in height from 8 to 11 metres, crossing a minor road, a double tracked railway and the trackway of a former railway, now a farm road. At one time the railway fitted a feed from the canal to enable steam locomotives to fill with water from the canal. 

                                                                        Edstone Aqueduct


We were intending to moor at Wilmcote, the home of Mary Arden’s House, William Shakespeare’s mother. The only moorings for Wilmcote are located before Featherbed Lane Bridge 59 but the towpath here is being upgraded so what moorings are still available do not have access to the village so we had to continue on. The canal bank beyond the bridge did not allow for mooring and we quickly came upon the first 11 closely grouped locks of the 17 locks descending into Stratford itself.

It was really poor to consider the amount of money CRT spend, for example, on towpath upgrades to benefit an activity that, financially, does not contribute whatsoever to the upkeep of the canal system, yet when we came to the first lock the metal piling was in such bad state that the boat had to be held off it for fear of damaging, and possibly holing, the hull.

There is nothing worse than setting a goal for the day and having to go beyond it, especially when it is cold, windy or raining. A volunteer lockkeeper informed us that we would have to carry on for 11 locks before any chance of mooring. However, after just 3 locks we easily moored up in the lock pound. And typically, minutes before, it stopped raining. It was a lovely spot.

We went for a walk around Wilmcote. Seemingly very expensive and upmarket with many properties behind automatically operated security gates. The church of St. Andrews was only built in 1841 but, being in the Gothic style, appears much older. The inside was decorated with zinc plate wall paintings that really darkened the place and gave it a menacing feel.





Apart from the ‘Mary Arden’, the main pub in the village, there was another, the ‘Masons Arms’. However, we couldn’t decide if it was open for business or not. The building looked abandoned and neglected, but there were picnic tables out front, all overgrown, and lights on inside. Strange.

Of course the most notable property in Wilmcote is Mary Arden’s House. Built early in the 16th century it remained a working farm right up until 1930. Along with the white timbered buildings of Palmer’s Farm, it forms part of the Shakespeare’s Trust.



        


                                                                                        Mary Arden’s House                                                                              

                                                                           Palmer’s Farm


At £22.50 each to visit, we decided not to bother. Although the £22.50 ticket gains entry into a few other sites around Stratford it is very expensive. We could see all around the buildings without paying the entrance fee anyway. Such a shame that viewing a part of our heritage is prohibitively expensive.



Weather: light rain turning heavier as the day wore on. However, it was a nice enough afternoon.



Day Total: 4 locks; 4 miles; 0 Tunnels; 0 Swing Bridges; 0 Lift Bridges; 0 Boat Lift; engine running hours 3.1

Overall Total: 443 locks; 820 miles; 42 tunnels; 11 Swing Bridges; 3 Lift Bridges; 2 Boat Lifts; engine running hours 533.7





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