After a couple of nights at Lyme Green stocking up on supplies, we cruised the short mile up to Gurnett Aqueduct. What a gem of a mooring — peaceful, pretty, and perfectly placed between two good pubs and a garden centre (dangerous combination).
It also happened to be Chris and my 12-year “Facebook friendaversary” — who knew a long-lost school connection would lead to all this? So obviously we celebrated in style with dinner at Sutton Hall. The food was absolutely wonderful. Sutton Hall itself dates back to the 16th century and is a beautiful Tudor manor house, all timber beams and history — the perfect setting for a little celebration.
On Friday we walked into Macclesfield and were genuinely pleasantly surprised. It’s a lovely market town with real character. Historically, Macclesfield was one of the world’s biggest silk producers in the 18th and 19th centuries, earning it the nickname “Silk Town.” You can still feel that heritage in the architecture and atmosphere. We checked out the moorings there but decided they weren’t for us — much nicer where we were — although we did join the library, which now means access to an audio library. Boating win!
Saturday took us to the Macclesfield Silk Museum, which tells the story of the town’s silk industry and its global impact. It’s fascinating to see how such a small town once led the world in silk production. We may also have come away with some wallpaper for the boat… stay tuned for decorating updates.
Sunday was a relaxed four-mile wander around the local area. It really does have that quintessential English village feel — one for future consideration, perhaps? We finished (as you do) with a pint at Ye Olde Kings Head. Rude not to.
From there we cruised up to Bollington and laced up our boots again, this time heading up to White Nancy. Built in 1817 to commemorate the Battle of Waterloo, this iconic white landmark sits high above the town and rewards you with stunning views (and slightly aching legs). Another very lovely village.
Wednesday delivered all four seasons in one day — sunshine, snow, rain and hail. Canal life keeps you humble.
On Thursday we moved up to Lime View Marina, mooring just outside while we sort a spot for Chris for the next 10 days. I’m heading back to TN over Easter to see Bex and Stephen. Chris is staying with the boat this time but will come back with me in the autumn.
We walked into Poynton for a bit of charity shop treasure hunting and found Chris a brand-new wax cotton coat — admittedly off-brand, but brand new and just £7. A proper bargain.
We also finally met up with Coalboat Alton for much-needed diesel and coal… which was less of a bargain. £300 for diesel and three bags of coal. Ouch. From there we cruised another mile to Baileys Trading Post to moor up while I’m away. Talk about an expensive day — we even lost the chimney cap to the canal thanks to the wind!
So my bag is packed (along with shopping requests from both kids). By the time you read this, I’ll be in TN with my two favourite humans, ready for tight hugs and, I’m sure, a few drinks with friends too.
Sometimes canal life stretches you in every direction — but right now, I can’t wait for those hugs.
And Away... 
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