Of rivers, locks and quays
The canal trust have recently taken stewardship of an 80-year-old ex British Waterways working boat called Python.
Over a period of a few weeks, she’s been moved from London to up this next of the woods. The last stage of the move before getting to our local canal was a stretch from Torksey to West Stockwith. Torksey is where the Fossdyke canal which runs in to Lincoln joins the Trent. The Fossdyke is attributed to either Henry I or the Romans, but either way, it’s an old waterway and provides a safe stopping off point along the Trent if the tides aren’t in your favour.
It was my first trip out on to the Trent; some of the other Python crew had negotiated the tidal Trent before and we had fellow Trust member Mick Cheshire who’s a Trent veteran riding shotgun in case of mechanical or other problems with Python.
We left Torksey at around slack water (high tide) for the three hour trip, knowing the tide would be in full flow by the time we arrived at West Stockwith.
One thing I’d never realised about the Trent before (I’ve never fished it for instance) was just how much it twists its way through the countryside. It’s not the most visually attractive of rivers, servicing as it does several power stations and industrial wharves around Gainsborough. There’s a fair amount of debris kicking around as well, quite a lot getting washed down from further up stream. The building work going off around West Burton Power Stations as it’s being converted from coal fired to gas powered (just ask now where the gas reserves are coming from!)
The green and red boat in the shots below is Mick’s boat, Phoenix.
The ultimate challenge of the day for me was, along with Arthur, getting Python into the lock, across the tidal flow. Mick had gone in first. We had to cross the stream (”Don’t cross the streams!”) and get into an 8′ space along side Mick without losing any paint work. With Arthur on the throttle and yours truly on the tiller (and both West Stockwith virgins!), it was a tense moment, but we managed it with a great bit of teamwork. Even Mick was complementary!
Once in the lock, things were a little more controlled. Being a “big lock”, the paddles and gates are automated, but it’s deep and there’s a lot of water to flood in. It all went off according to plan though, and Python locked up to the Chesterfield Canal in one piece.
It was an excellent day!










