The smell of smoke from the many wood burning stoves; crab apples litter the path, being pecked at by Blackbirds and other Thrush; Moorhen bob their way across the murky, green brown, water. Classic signs to me of the Grand Union Canal, once the highways of our industrial nation, now a green corridor snaking its way through the heart of England. The old industry complexes remain on the peripheries, either as husks of their former glory or reclaimed as tenements for the affluent. Today I took a walk through history from Fenny Stratford to Old Wolverton along the Grand Union Canal.
Fenny Stratford to Old Wolverton Grand Union Canal Walk
The weather forecast told me today would be a bit dull, grey skies and little else, so rather than attempt photography on the patch I thought I would build up my miles and take a long walk following the meandering path of the Grand Union canal as it weaves its way through Milton Keynes.
I joined the canal in Fenny Stratford (having walked from the Bus stop near Tesco in Bletchley - the number 6 bus runs to the bus stops at either end of this walk), the sun bright in the sky, the first day of spring defying the weatherman.