Through Burnley to Nelson: Walking to Leeds Section 10

The morning after our canal walk into Burnley we’re back here again, on the bus from our base in Barnoldswick.

Burnley quiet on a Sunday morning.

Past the Mechanics Theatre.

Then round the corner and across a few roads…

Until we spot this stairway going up.

To the Leeds Liverpool Canal. Walking back to the Wharf where we left off yesterday.

Not so hot today, in fact short summer showers will cool us from time to time.

So today’s walk begins.

Framed by barbed wire, for some reason.

Yet another mill building. Burnley has the most we’ve seen.

High summer now.

A high gate leading to nowhere?

Roofwork going on over there.

The canal runs straight for best part of a mile here.

Ahead on our right is Turf Moor, Burnley’s football ground.

Up on the embankment made partly from the tunnelled out rocks from the Gannow Tunnel we passed yesterday.

A wildflower embankment.

Above the terraced streets of Burnley.

Level with the football stadium now, the Jimmy McIroy stand there.

The legendary Burnley player is 85 now, lives in Burnley and still goes the match.

On our left looking down at the bus station where we arrived.

Across an aquaduct.

Decorated with lions.

And Sarah noticed this on the canal side of the wall. Presumably depth of the water.

Looking back we might be out in the country, up in the hills.

But the streets of town are on our left.

And on our right.

Turf Moor back behind the terraces.

Made here.

Around Thompson Park, crossing the River Brun. I know, not ‘Burn.’

The Bank Hall Colliery spur of the canal.

A sad but far too common site in these unkindly times. Someone’s sleeping place.

Coming to Daneshouse on the edge of town now.

Where we stop for lunch in a little park.

Then, going back onto the canal Sarah notices a clear notice.

You’ve been told. It’s our right of way!

Passing a marina.

Sarah stops to cool her feet off in the water.

Today’s picturesque reflected bridge.

At this point we go up on the bridge to see what’s around us. Finding, bizarrely, a gated community. But we also find an informative notice board about the history of the canal.

Best seen as big as you can make it on your chosen device!

Almost immediately passing one of the stones mentioned on the board.

“Each section was built under separate contract, called “a cut” – look out for the boundary markers between sections.”

Ducks assiduously looking out for the boundary markers.

Coming towards Brierfield now.

Flats, or apartments as ones in converted buildings are called.

Not everywhere is converted though.

Though there is work going on behind there.

We do so love this.

Walking along together. Seeing interesting and beautiful places we’ve never seen before.

Our tranquil adventure in the North of England.

This one’s open. Pendle Village Mill, a shop.

It’s right next to a B&Q. And the passage between them is blocked off “at the request of B&Q.” A shopping war by the canal.

Coming into Nelson now.

Not all the weaving has stopped then.

And oh look. We’ve come much further than we have left to go.

We’re averaging 8 miles a walk. so probably another six walks to do. And we’ll miss this when it’s done.

The canal at Nelson.

A top quality pvc door?

And a quality wide entry, with washing lines.

Nearly done for today.

And here we come off.

Walking across a quiet late afternoon Nelson, for the bus back to Barnoldswick. Ending, as is traditional, with Sarah’s map summarising today’s walk.

See all of our Leeds Liverpool Canal walks here.

 

 

3 thoughts on “Through Burnley to Nelson: Walking to Leeds Section 10

  1. Sue E Long

    Great story again! Love the Tackler’s Trail, my husband’s Great Grandad was a tackler in the mill, they used to have to fix any problems with the machinery. As the employees were on piece work they were losing money if the loom was broken, so a tackler who was slow to mend the breakdowns could be very unpopular. Many had a reputation for not being very bright & there are quite a few tackler’s tales about daft things they were supposed to have done. Mike Harding tells a good one called What’s What, too long to tell on here…..

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