Two Cut Marks over the Ridgeacre Canal

After work run in the vicinity was going pretty well then I tried a section of the Ridgeacre Canal that is usually more passable (‘easily navigable’ vs ‘fucking overgrown’) and, since I was reduced to walking through the rice paddies/nettle grove I checked for nearby OS marks. Just ahead at the next bridge the legs still existed but the bench had suffered some repointing.

Continuing down the waters, Black Lake Bridge bore the stamp of the masonry supplier (guessing between 1870 and 1900 from this blog on the topic) on the capstones and, closer to the centre, the benchmark (faint, but still visible partly due to the vandalisation…bless ’em).

Ridgeacre Canal Run

Not a big run (4 miles) but I needed to pick up some nails, screws, and plumbing fittings at Screwfix so I ventured down the Ridgeacre Canal to tour some more canal furniture for you lot.

First up was the tram bridge near Black Lake Metro Station which is apparently known locally as the “Fuck Diljinder” Tram Bridge.  Naming conventions are weird.

Passing under the Black Lake Bridge conveys a sense of scale that trotting over it does not.

Only technically a bridge between here and the next body of water, the canal ends abruptly at what I had imagined was the Black Lake but is just a forlorn canal dead end.  Looping up to the Screwfix with a stop at the butcher for some BBQ-able meats and the Super Polo for a delicious Russian beer (to be added to the NBT tally), the rest of the run was laden with dead weight more so than the initial sections.