Unfortunately, a dead dog was floating in the pound among some rubbish. I pulled it out and some sympathetic local workers disposed of the carcass. The fifth lock down the flight not only had water surcharging over the gates but it also flowed over the lock side. There must have been something amiss, but we shall never know what.
Ivy Leaved Toadflax on the canal bank, Eanam Wharf
Eanam Wharf, Blackburn
Too much water! Blackburn Locks
Unusual gate mechanism, Blackburn Flight
Nova Scotia Wharf, Blackburn
Rubbish in the Canal at Blackburn
Near Feniscowles
Fallen Tree
We stopped overnight at Wheelton at the top of the delightfully named Johnsons Hillock Locks. The locks look out over some pretty rolling countryside, as the name suggests, and the moorings are alongside a CAMRA pub. We ate there (steak and ale casserole) and had a game of Scrabble. The warm weather had brought out lots of walkers, cyclists, and motor bikers, not to mention locals, enjoying the evening sun. They were doing a roaring trade.