Wigtwizzle - Norman Smith's Travel Blog.: Salts Mill

Another day and another lockdown walk but with a bit of an industrial theme this time.

A walk along the Leeds to Liverpool Canal from Shipley to Saltaire, calling for a takeaway coffee from The Saltaire Bakery and then back following the River Aire and the Sculpture Trail (which is mainly aimed at young children).

There has been lots of renovation work on the old mills and buildings bordering the canal over the decades but a few are still in need of some TLC, in fact a couple are very close to being derelict. I suppose money is scarce these days though and people/councils have other thing to prioritize on.

Saltaire seems to be thriving still and has lots of interesting shops, bars and cafes but it is just a shame that most are closed due to the lockdown.

The towpath was very quiet and everyone was adhering to social distancing. It was a very interesting and varied walk.

Merchants Wharf

Narrowboat

Canalside Houses

Merchant's Quay

Asley Mills Warehouse

Derelict Warehouse

Bin Day

Victoria Terrace

Saltaire URC Church

Salts Mill

Are Jay Bargie

The Lady Pennington

Salts Mill

Asley Mills Warehouse

Merchant's Wharf

Old Warehouse

Canal Graffiti

Salts Mill

It had seemed like an eternity since I had last been out with Sal. Our circumstances dictated that we had to stay apart and our only contact had been through the internet and the odd phone call. As some of the lockdown restrictions had eased, we decided to bite the bullit and see each other whilst still abiding by the social distancing guide line.

Sal rode her bike along The Leeds-Liverpool Canal towpath and we met in Saltaire. I bought us a couple of takeaway coffees and a pasty each and we went in to Roberts park to scoff them and have a natter. It was fabulous to see her again but felt so strange to be having to keep 2 metres apart. We caught up with all our news and gossip and then had a short walk through the park and on as far as the weir on the River Aire.

By then it was rather miserable and raining quite heavily so we reluctantly agreed to go our seperate ways and also agreed to meet up again and maybe have a walk in either Myrtle Park or even go up to St Ives which we both had missed.

A morning of mixed emotions with both happiness and sadness. One thing is for sure though, it was ace to see her again.