Tall Ships

The Gloucester Tall Ships Festival is held once a year. A number of tall ships, of which I know little, gather in Gloucester docks for a long weekend, which is spectacular and entertaining, if a little over-commercialised. Worth a visit, though, not only for the ships but also for some good “street food” and drink.

All the ships, and most of the smaller craft, arrive via the Gloucester-Sharpness canal, and it’s worth seeing them negotiate through the countryside along the canal during the days before and after the event.

Anyway, we did visit Gloucester on the Saturday of the event, which was good fun. There were, of course, many photo opportunities of imposing ships, but none different to all the others taken that day. So the following are here for different reasons:

First Big Saba, a boat often moored in the marina down the road from us and the boat S. would buy if we had the money;

Second, S.V. Ruth, a gaff-rigged Baltic Trader which I spent a few days on in 2006, with some drinking friends. We were going from Penzance to The Scillies, but the weather took a turn for the worse and we just pottered up the south Cornwall and Devon coast;

Third, a pre-war army ambulance, no particular reason other than that it’s not a boat, sorry, ship.

Big Saba.

Big Saba.

S.V. Ruth.

S.V. Ruth.

Army ambulance.

Army ambulance.

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The Severn Way

Over a year ago we started walking the Severn Way, and did quite well, getting almost as far as Shrewsbury, from Bristol. There are some pictures HERE.

Because of the rotten weather last year, and this year, we never finished it. As we were in the area yesterday, and thanks to an invigorating night in the Wolverhampton Travelodge (motto: don’t knock it ’till you’ve tried it), we thought we would at least complete the path as far as north of Shrewsbury. Shrewsbury is very nice. It has the inevitable shopping area with all the usual chain stores, but the river follows a very interesting, and quite easy, meandering, walk around the town. We did about 12 miles, going downstrean to where we previously finished at Atcham.

Shrewsbury bridge.

Shrewsbury bridge.

Atcham, SE of Shrewsbury.

Atcham, SE of Shrewsbury.

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Kinver

Whittington Lock.

Whittington Lock.

Jim's bench at Whittington Lock.

Jim’s bench at Whittington Lock.

Jim's bench at Whittington Lock.

Jim’s bench at Whittington Lock.

Jim's bench at Whittington Lock.

Jim’s bench at Whittington Lock.

We’re in Staffordshire for a book launch. Oh, what circles we move in! It’s more of a booklet, really, about canals, and was dedicated by the author to Sal’s father, Jim, who was a mentor to many in the restoration and development of inland waterways in the nineteen-sixties and ‘seventies. Sal’s sisters, Wendy and Di, and husbands were there and speeches were made, including by Wendy. All went very well. It was nice to catch up with family over a few beers. And red wines.

Anyway, during the day we walked from Kinver to Jim’s commemorative bench, next to Whittington lock, on the Staffs and Worcs  canal, then up to Kinver Edge. At the NE end of the Edge, back by Kinver itself, are a number of Rock Houses, now managed by The National Trust. Seven or eight miles altogether and a really interesting day.

Trig point on Kinver Edge.

Trig point on Kinver Edge.

Gorse bushes on Kinver Edge.

Gorse bushes on Kinver Edge.

Pink bluebells on Kinver Edge.

Pink bluebells on Kinver Edge.

Kinver Edge.

Kinver Edge.


Rock house, Kinver.

Rock house, Kinver.


Rock house, Kinver.

Rock house, Kinver.

Rock house, Kinver.

Rock house, Kinver.

Rock house, Kinver.

Rock house, Kinver.

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Bath skyline

We don’t normally go for recommended walks. Part of the fun of walking is to discover somewhere yourself. And most of them don’t tell you much more than you could work out yourself with an Ordnance Survey map. But the Bath Skyline Walk is worth doing; it is well way-marked and has spectacular views of Bath. Start from anywhere you can park a car (if you’re driving – they don’t like you parking in Bath) and walk it in a clockwise direction.

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S, with Bath in distance.

S, with Bath in distance.

Wild garlic, some of which we picked and had with blue cheese, walnuts and pasta. And red wine.

Wild garlic, some of which we picked and had with blue cheese, walnuts and pasta. And red wine.

Ralph Allen's Sham Castle.

Ralph Allen’s Sham Castle.

Bath from the Sham Castle.

Bath from the Sham Castle.

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Porlock Weir, North Somerset

Porlock Weir, N Somerset.

Porlock Weir, N Somerset.

Porlock Weir, N Somerset.

Porlock Weir, N Somerset.

Porlock Weir, N Somerset.

Porlock Weir, N Somerset.

Porlock Weir, N Somerset.

Porlock Weir, N Somerset.

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MV Discovery

MV Discovery with Welsh hills and Second Severn Crossing in the distance.

MV Discovery with Welsh hills and Second Severn Crossing in the distance.

G and A are off on a cruise! It’s from Bristol’s port, Avonmouth. They’re away for a week, going to Dublin, Cork and somewhere else, I think. The ship, the M.V. Discovery, sailed close to a headland just a few minutes walk away from us. We think we spotted them near the back. Aft, I mean

MV Discovery off Battery Point, Portishead.

MV Discovery off Battery Point, Portishead.

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Bath pictures

Stained glass panel in Bath recycling centre.

Stained glass panel in Bath recycling centre.

Psychedelic citroen.

Psychedelic citroen.

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Honfleur, Normandy

When I was a teenager I had a book about photographic techniques in which Honfleur was used extensively to demonstrate f-numbers, shutter speeds, ASA settings and similar wizardry. I thought then that nowhere could be that perfect, and have been several times since to reassure myself that, in fact, it is. The town is built around an old harbour on the south of the wide Seine estuary, opposite Le Havre. Its chief industries are fishing and tourism, which come together in the many sea-food restaurants.
Visiting in March has some advantages: hotels are cheaper, it’s less crowded. But we did need warm coats and it was not as photogenic as in Summer, in fact there was still some snow on the ground. However, we did have some great fruits de mer in the restaurants around the harbour and managed to stock up with cheap booze for the next few months.

Honfleur Harbour.

Honfleur Harbour.

Rouen cathedral

Rouen cathedral

Rouen cathedral

Rouen cathedral

Honfleur roofs, from hotel room.

Honfleur roofs, from hotel room.

Near Seine estuary.

Mistletoe near Seine estuary.

Seine-side ruin

Seine-side ruin


Cockle pickers statue, Honfleur.

Cockle pickers statue, Honfleur.

Honfleur outer harbour

Honfleur outer harbour

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La Forêt Nouvelle

Off to Normandy for a few days, via Portsmouth to Le Havre, so, on the way, we’re calling in to see a childhood friend of S’s who lives in Chandler’s Ford in Hampshire. We thought we’d make a diversion through the New Forest and stopped, briefly, in Lymington.

Lymington, Hampshire.

Lymington, Hampshire.

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Cheltenham

Cheltenham for a wander around the Leckhampton Road and Montpellier districts. Antique (i.e. expensive junk) and second-hand charity (i.e. cheap junk) shops, mostly. Also, lots of organic food shops. Lots in common with Bath – a bit “up itself”, but always nice for a visit. We decided that we could live there, at a push.

Cheltenham College crocuses.

Cheltenham College crocuses.

 
Some local characters.

Some local characters.


Cheltenham street market.

Cheltenham street market.

Spotted a small plaque (below) about Brian Jones which I hadn’t seen before.

Re Brian Jones.

Re Brian Jones.

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