Easter Monday dawned chilly and damp, in the best English Bank Holiday tradition, ready for our convoy cruise to Walsall. We'd been given a rough time to be ready to go, but the running order was left to emerge via spontaneous organisation, aka anarchy. We knew that we didn't want to go first - and nor could we, as the lead boat in the convoy, Warbler, was carrying Richard Parry, easily recognised by being the only person in a lifejacket (to be fair, he wears it for the best of reasons - because all other CRT employees have to)
We passed Pelsall Junction, where Atlantic peeled off up the Cannock Extension in pursuit of Renfrew and Aldgate who had gone up earlier.
The bridges of the BCN are worthy of a post - nay, a website - of their own. Here is Pelsall Works Bridge, which I excitedly shouted to Jim to photograph, just because I liked its combination of cast iron spandrel with brick abutments and parapet.
here, in which I learned of the existence of the Whipple truss, which superseded the Pratt truss. Patented by Squire Whipple in 1847, it was also known as a Double Intersection Pratt and was widely used on Americal rail bridges. I then spontaneously remembered abutments, but was reminded of spandrel, which is, I hope you will agree, a superb word.)
Eventually the inevitable happened and we rounded a bend to find Bath working its way off the bottom on the outside - and very helpfully showing us where not to go (that was one of the ulterior motives for not going first).
Stephenson Avenue Bridge was another interesting one -
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