Thursday 26th
July 2012
Ramble 9: Marsworth
to Leighton Buzzard, an 8 mile walk. The weather was glorious; such a
difference from the last walk and we were joined by Peter and Sue.
We re-joined the canal at Startop’s End, Marsworth by bridge
No. 132. After a short distance we walked across the lock gates of a rare pair
of staircase locks at the beginning of the Aylesbury Arm of the Grand Union
Canal. The canal arm is only 7 feet wide but the six miles to Aylesbury are still
navigable. We carried on walking alongside
the main canal towards Pitstone and Ivinghoe; a rural and peaceful stretch
where we saw many house martins flying around a more remote house besides
another lock. We passed under the busy west
coast mainline railway, near which was another busy marina. Here is the base
for Grebe Canal Cruise boats, two of which we saw plying their trade further
along the canal. The ladies from one of the boats were stretching their legs
and apparently paid compliments to the male members of our party!
A small swing
bridge, just a little further on, is operated by hand (not electrically like
Winkwell, near Hemel Hempstead) and seemed perfectly balanced.
Several bridges along this stretch are double ones. There were
plans to install additional locks at these points to speed up the passage of
boats, but they were never fulfilled.
After a brief stop for sandwiches (and lovely cake) we continued
mainly beside a hedge (providing welcome shade) and lush growth of reeds, meadowsweet
and Willowherb flowers by the water.
Sue spotted a heron perched high
in a tree surveying the area and no doubt seeing us well beforehand.
Sue also spotted the White Lion, created in 1933 in the
chalk of the Chiltern Hills to advertise Whipsnade Zoo. The lion is about 5 miles
from the canal and we had a lovely clear view of it.
Church Lock was a delightful spot where we lingered a little
before going on to expansive Grove Lock PH for much needed refreshments.
From here
it wasn’t far to the Leighton Buzzard / Linslade conurbation and the end of
this walk. This weekend there is a canal festival here and some participating
boats were already moored at their allotted spot and selling their wares.
Overall, ramble No 9 was delightful; a lovely day, a picturesque
stretch of canal and good company. A slight mar to the day was that I twisted
my ankle so I have to rest today. We saw what we think is a dead crayfish
(without pincers) floating in the water but have been unable to find out
whether it is native or one of the invading species.