We shared our chosen mooring with several other boats. A wide grassy towpath that sloped down to the rivers edge gave plenty of room for folding chairs and even for the roll up foam exercise mats, which we used for sunbathing. The sun shone warmly and we relaxed and pottered, a bit of cleaning some polishing. We had moored on a long man made cut that lead to Saltersford Locks, the actual river was the other side of the far embankment but it was a beautiful spot and encouraged us to linger
We walked several times to the locks, which we would pass through shortly and noticed the semaphore type signals at either end, a reminder of busier time. The little village of Barnton was approached through fields of rape seed, it boasted three hairdressers a convenience shop, but not much else. Another couple of footpaths climbed up the 50ft., bringing us to the entrances to the two nearby canal tunnels, which again we would have to navigate when we left the River Weaver. The last picture is a view from below Saltersford Locks looking back up towards the sluice, pretty eh?