I’ve lived in Nottingham all my life and parts of the disused Grantham Canal start only a mile from where I currently live, but I’d never ventured along it, until earlier this September. The canal is a 33 mile winding stretch to Grantham, a town about 20 miles away, as the crow flies. I followed the towpath around a third of the way along, then came back via roads.
Here’s some of what I’ve been missing out on, starting with the swans in a Nottingham suburb.
The canal has long been out of use, and it does break up in parts in the built up areas, but the towpath continues.
In no time at all, I’m in open country. Peace and tranquility.
Part of the way along and the canal has totally dried up. In days gone by, canal boats would’ve carried coal up this canal – a 137ft total incline from the River Trent in Nottingham, up to Grantham. However, with the canal and its locks out of use, Mother Nature has now reclaimed this section.
A little beyond this milestone I left the canal. Before reaching busy roads, I passed these lovely young shaven llamas, enjoying the early autumn sunshine