Stanley Ferry. This is one of the major workshops for Canal and River Trust, where they make lock gates for all over. Interestingly, they are piled along the canal, and there is a constant stream of water pumped over them- I suspect to swell the wood, and seal the gates. They spend their life in the water, of course!
Had a chance to ring twice so far since Sunday: Knottingley with a 10, and a highly focussed teacher (Adrian Moreton of Wakefield) who was working hard with a couple of resident beginners, and warmly welcomed me. Last night, I rang in Kirkthorpe, on a 6, with lots of people about as advanced (not!) as I am. An interesting experience and a very friendly group of people. One bell there (the fifth) was cast about 1410. Amazing sound for something that has been whacked and swung for more than 600 years! The hospitality and stories of bell-ringers continues to make my choice to enter this world, a very important part of my British experience.
I’m on the way towards Huddersfield, through Wakefield, and am looking forward to the challenges of climbing over the Pennines again (with crew!), and exploring narrow canals again.