Wednesday 11 September 2013

The Oxford Canal - Part 1 ....Oxford to Banbury 9.8.13


And onto the Oxford Canal…. Friday 9th August 2013

Dukes Cut, Oxford .... 
Coming off the Thames, onto Dukes Cut, Oxford
It's only a mile long but it's a twisty, narrow, shallow cut through, the banks full up with overgrown trees, boats moored in very narrow awkward places, by bridge holes and someone is even moored on the only lock mooring there is, making it impossible to land the boat.

Overgrown trees are difficult to navigate through!
This is sort of no-mans land here, it's not the Thames any more and the Oxford canal starts the other side of the lock, so they can all get away with not having a boat license!

Boats and trees make this a very tricky canal to get through, luckily its only a mile long!
The locks are narrow gauge here, wide enough for only one boat at a time. 

Dukes Cut Lock, narrow gauge and cute!
We go through Dukes Cut lock, sharp left after the lock and bridge and were heading up the Oxford canal.
.... and into our first Oxford Canal lock, Dukes cut is just the other side of the cottage on the corner
Into the first lock, small and cute, were back! Lovely cute canals.
Stopping off for shopping and chips!
We go a mile or so and get to Kidlington, our first stop for the day. We head off in search of shops, and find shops, lots of them! And a chip shop! We stock up with shopping from Tescos and Paul finds the fishing tackle shop for a supply of maggots! I got treated to a new purple hoodie thing, love it!
Back at the boat and the shopping all unpacked we set off again. We wanted to stop somewhere out of Kidlington where it would be quieter, so at 3.00pm we were on our way.
On our way up the Oxford Canal 
I love these locks and the approach under the bridges
We passed through Thrupp, it's a really busy place, full of moored boats, heaving with people playing! 
We went through the lift bridge, a 90 degree corner came next. I narrowly missed an old man in his wooden rowing boat who had moored right in my way and was playing with a remote control boat! He was more worried about his toy boat than me coming towards him with 17 tons of steel on a windy day!
After the 90 degree turn through the lift bridge we get to Thrupp, busy, busy place
Boats are everywhere, loads of moored boats. You can see why C&RT want to change mooring regulations here from 14 day moorings to 48 hr moorings. There is nowhere left, not a single spot! Notices are up, the change over date is the end of August, just a bit late for us!
As we leave Thrupp, moorings are hard to find. The canal has been left to nature here, high reeds are all along the towpath and overgrown trees on the other side. 
An old rickety footbridge across the canal
A few lift bridges later and we get to a place called Shipton-on-Cherwell. We find a little clearing in the reeds where it seems another boat has cleared and tie up.
We push ourselves into the overgrown bank, there's nowhere else to stop
Its quiet here, we have to stay by the front of the boat tho, theres a huge busy wasps nest in the bank at the back end!
It's a stormy old day today, windy and cold, bubbling grey clouds threaten rain all day. But we venture out with Jack and have a lovely walk over cow meadows and we go down to the next lock. 
It's a triple lock, big enough for three boats, and after the lock the canal navigation enters the River Cherwell.
This group of lads ended up in the trees after heading down the weir stream
It was busy here, boats queuing up to go through, a group of lads (apparently on one of the lads parents boat) somehow didnt see the lock entrance and carried on down the river stream towards the weir! They were falling in, stuff was being knocked off the roof as they tried to reverse in a hurry and they ended up in the trees! They were quite drunk and said they didn't really care what happened as last year they smashed a window but they still let them use it again!
No TV signal tonight so we sit in out of the wind and cosy up for the night.
On Saturday 10th August we walked Jack round the cow meadows and set off about 10am. 
Room for one more! The triple lock just before entering the River Cherwell section
We soon got to the triple lock and we went in with another boat, a hire boat, very smiley happy people loving their holiday on the canals. As we left the lock there was a queue the other side of 4 boats, all hire boats! They're everywhere! Like ants!
We leave the lock, followed by some lovely people on a hire boat, the lock getting very busy now
The River Cherwell, wide and deep
The river leaves the canal under this bridge, we go round to the right to stay on the canal
There's now a mile of the River Cherwell section and before long were back on the canal, and onto our next lock. These locks are small and cute, it's such a slow going canal you can't do anything other than relax as you slowly glide through the narrow shallow sided twisty canal. It's so peaceful, mesmerising. Almost magical.
Such a beautiful canal, calm and still
We came to Enslow Marina where we planned on getting diesel until we were told by a boater it was £1.15p per litre! Stuff that!
So we carried on aware we were low on diesel but not desperate. Pigeon Lock was next and after that the canal was surrounded by beautiful woods, paths criss crossed with walkways, on a steep hill with the trees coming right down to the canal.
Such a magical place to be
How could we resist this amazing place?
This place needed exploring and there was a space to stop on some old concreted ground.
Sounds rubbish, but it was great! It was only about 12 noon but we couldn't ignore this place!
We tied up to trees and an old post and went to explore.
We go off to explore the woods.....
.... and pose for photos!
It was amazing. Little did we know but we had moored up on the site of Kirdington Quarry and we were at the old wharf, last used 90 years ago to carry limestone to the local cement factory.
The woods opened up to this amazing place, Kirdington Quarry


Through the woods it opened up to an amazing limestone quarry, hundreds of years of history, layers of sediment over 160 million years ago had formed into mountains of rocks full of fossils of sea life!
We rummaged for fossils and found some!
Steps lead to the top of the quarry for a great view
There were steps made to help you get to the top and paths all around. 
The woods were easy to walk through with paths and steps and bridges all around
The woods formed and grew as the slag and waste from the quarry was dumped into high mounds and left for centuries!
This place felt enchanting. We weren't planning on stopping here, it was a bit soon, but we felt we couldn't leave here today. It was too soon to leave, it was too lovely. 
We tie up on a concrete 'old wharf' section, Paul gets his pole out and we settle in for the afternoon
We were moored here on our own for the night, maybe there's some ghostly character from the past may visit us, but so far a couple of boats have stopped for lunch and then gone on their way. Maybe they know something we don't! We explored the quarry some more when it got dusk, quiet and still. A century ago it wouldn't have been like this!
We enjoyed our little historic spot on the canal but on Sunday we moved off after our last explore and rummage in the fossil filled rock faces.
Leaving the enchanted mystical place, busy 100 years ago, but silent now 
The canal is narrow and shallow, and passing oncoming boats was a challenge! 
 A couple of narrow, shallow miles later we came to our first lock of the day.
There was another queue. Apparently there was a plastic boat that got wedged in the lock, the door wouldn't open properly and he was firmly wedged. A while later and some manpower added he was free. We went in, a little nervous it may happen to us, but we were fine.
We go through our first lock of the day
Out of the lock we go on a couple of miles and were in Lower Heyford. There were boats moored up everywhere, having to weave our way steadily through. Theres a hire boat base here, sells diesel.
We slow down and shout across to a guy if we can get diesel, turns out he sells it at £1.37p per litre! So we wave goodbye and are on our way again, still low on diesel!
Our mooring spot for the night at Lower Heyford
A bit further on we go through a lift bridge and moor up on a lovely little spot in Lower Heyford. A couple of boats are already there, so we moor up between them.
Off we go to explore the fields and walks for Jack, nice cow meadows, he loved it!
Our luck was definitely in tonight, as we were talking about diesel and our slight lack of it, along comes a diesel boat, Dusty, chugging down the canal towards us!
We hail it down and the guy pulls over, ties up and fills up our tank. 90p per litre, that's better, 110 litres we had, cost £99! He was actually finished for the night as it was 6.30pm on a Sunday night, but he kindly stopped for us, and our neighbour!
We had a lovely quiet night, dark and silent!
On Monday 12th August (Happy Birthday Deane!) we left our little spot after a lovely walk with our lovely dog.
The sun was shining, its a bit windy but its supposed to get worse later, so we set off 10am behind a row of 5 other boats, its busy here!
At the lock we were 3rd in a queue. Boats were leaving the Cropredy Folk Festival and heading our way, setting all the locks in our favour! 
The flat Oxfordshire countryside, the weather soon changed to cloudy, windy and grey
So we soon got through the locks and into flat Oxfordshire countryside, no one about, not a soul. No houses, roads, people, felt like it was just us! Brilliant! The only boats were moving boats, the odd one or two tied up on the towpath.
Somerton Deep Lock, waiting in the queue, the lock cottage on the right
We got to Somerton Deep Lock, 12' deep. Not that deep compared to some we'd been through! There's a cute lock cottage, it's completely isolated here, there's no mains water or electricity, a generator is used for power.
It took three or four people to shift the stuck bottom lock gate

People were waiting at the lock both top and bottom. There was a problem with the bottom lock gate and it wouldn't budge, just wouldn't open fully to let boats in or out! But with a lot of help from fellow boaters, everyone got through, eventually!
1 hour and 10 mins later we were on our way again looking for somewhere to stop for the night. Just by Chisnel lift bridge was where we made our home for the night. Completely nothing and nobody around. Just fields and more fields. Thats it. Perfect!
We were so on our own, nothing and no one around but lovely countryside
We had an ok walk, we couldnt get in some of the fields and the walks on the map was just a farm track, uninteresting for Jack. I think he's been spoilt!
It's really windy now, chilly again. We sit in the boat sheltering from the weather.
Tuesday 13th August is chilly, windy and very grey. Doesn't matter, were on the canal and absolutely loving it! After our walk round a big meadow we set off 9.45am and head off towards Aynho Wharf. 
Stopping at Aynho Wharf to fill up with water
Here we fill up with water and buy a new rope back button.
A boat came adrift down this narrow section of the canal, but a gentle nudge moved it enough to get past
There's lots of boats here, moored everywhere. One has come adrift and is across the canal so gently I push it over as we slowly squeeze past.
We go through Aynho lock, a triple lock again, leading on to a small river section, the locks only 1' deep!
The river leaves the canal here, only briefly cutting across the canal
The river bit soon leaves us and we go on to the next lock where there's a three boat queue. We discover there's a problem with something stopping the bottom paddle from closing fully. C&RT workers are already on to it trying to fish out the blockage. 

Entering the lock under the lovely old bridge tunnel 
Canal & River Trust workers dig about in the lock for the obstruction.... a very squashed water container
After raking around for a while one of them hauls out a very squashed 20 litre water container.
After over an hour wait were on our way again, loving the quietness and quaintness of this very rural canal.
After a mile and a half we got to the next lock, 4 boats queueing ahead of us. Another hour wait and were through. The wind had got up now, grey skies all around us. As we went through Twyford Bridge and past the marina we pulled over on the 14 day moorings opposite. 
It was already 2.30 pm and we'd only done 5 miles and three locks, taken us ages but its been great. Even at holdups we chatted to other boaters and made the most of stopping and enjoying the time to look around.
There's a noisy road quite near, a few boaters on the towpath, and a marina that regularly does pump outs, so there's a bit of a pong too! Not the best spot, but it'll do for now. Were near a road bridge (and there's not many of them about here) so when my little sis visits us tomorrow she can find us by car.
I did some boat chores and Paul pumped out the toilet. We have lunch and Paul goes in search of Kings Sutton on his bike to buy some essentials while I walk Jack. Took him about an hour but he got fresh bread and cakes ready for tomorrows visit.
When he came back my sister had phoned and sadly had to cancel her visit. We were having fresh caught crayfish for tea, and cakes... all the more for us hey!
We went walking the fields and came home as the skies got grey and it became really windy.
Happy Daze, paintwork sanded down ready for the undercoat.... opposite Twyford Marina
On Wednesday and Thursday we had a spare couple of days so we spent the two days working on the boat. We rubbed the whole of one side down and prepared it for the first coat of paint. It was quite busy here, boats moving all day and some at night, as soon as a space is left another weary boater pulls over and makes it his spot for the night.
The evenings were chilly so we spent them watching telly.
On Friday 16th August we moved off in the rain. It didn't rain for long tho and we were soon at our first lock of the day, our first on the Oxford Canal without a queue!

This was part 1, part 2 coming soon...... 
Last updated 11th September 2013

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