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robthepensioner · 4 months ago
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The towpath of the Lancaster Canal in the height of summer, when shade is welcome.
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covrettcreative · 7 months ago
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Fall Along the Towpath
Seen in Grand Rapids, Ohio.
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blackacres · 25 days ago
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137/365 ✨ drug my feet about it for weeks now, but finally committed to a bike ride today #instagram #akron #spring #towpath #biking #picaday2025
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aneverydaything · 1 year ago
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Day 2055, 7 February 2024
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hamishsblog · 2 years ago
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bricehammack · 8 months ago
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LetsGoMets
NewJersey
RaritanRiver
NewBrunswick
Rutgers
RutgersUniversity
DelawareAndRaritanCanalStatePark
Towpath
Autumn
BriceDailyPhoto
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calochortus · 1 year ago
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Beaver Breakfast by kevin moore Via Flickr: Breaking through thin ice, a beaver forages for food.
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christophersirgo · 1 year ago
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2024-03-31 Easter Beaver
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agjmaverick · 1 year ago
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elodieunderglass · 2 months ago
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Felt i needed to explain some characteristics of a very common character found in an admittedly narrow (ha) corridor of the known world
#killie#VERY TANGENTIALLY#killie and charlie#AGAIN TANGENTIALLY#but tbf. no context needed. lick this man and you can localise him.#start in bristol. turn right. walk towards london on the towpath. you'll find him.#you can detect his grad school advisors from this i hope.#mash together geologist and boatie as two concepts and you shouk#should instantly have a mental picture of his favourite rocks.#at all times he has kendal mint cake and three bruises. he has named every duck on the avon and is not allowed in the tesco at Hungerford#you already know this guy. he's barely even an oc. just a name for an existing phenomenon.#janky bicycle. showered at your place once when he got iced in and ran out of water. is therefore your sworn friend for life.#has a chain saw thats a literal. a literal chain saw. a chain that bunches up in hisnpocket#for stealing pieces of unwanted tree that nobody else is looking at in that precise moment. i can keep going endlessly with all this#evidence of utter normality#invited you round for vegan burns night. haggis caught fire and he threw it out the window with a splash#problem solved#especially since most of the problem was the vegan haggis.#throwing it out the hatch on the splashy side instead of the towpath side was inspired#eat porridge instead#great evening. very memorable. in the morning the ducks having discovered the haggis in disgust contrive to dislodge the gangplank#and ken is like.its sad that their lives are so high-conflict. and he ju#jumps magnificently onto the bank to get it back and gets 3 new bruises and nettle rash.#Charlie and Ken(dal Mint Cake)
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robthepensioner · 8 months ago
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A curve in the Lancaster Canal, from one of its many bridges.
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covrettcreative · 7 months ago
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Working the Towpath
Seen near Grand Rapids, Ohio.
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themancorialist · 1 month ago
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Kitty Bridge, Manchester.
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istandonsnowpiles · 8 months ago
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Lock 8
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bricehammack · 1 year ago
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#CrookedDonald
#NewJersey
#NewBrunswick
#DelawareAndRaritanCanalStatePark
#DandRCanal
#TowPath
#Turtles
#Biking
#BriceDailyPhoto
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spoldhamauthor · 1 year ago
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The Towpath Inn
There is a bridge that sits astride
A canal, where dark waters slide
Like a black ribbon, deep and wide;
By a tavern called the Towpath Inn
The path that gives the Inn its name
Has barely changed, is just the same
As when the narrowboats first came;
The boaters and their kin
They say some nights you can hear it, still
When the moon is pale, the air is chill
When the atmosphere is calm, tranquil;
Nothing at all stirring
The past floods in, and all around
Is the plod of hooves upon the ground,
The break of water, a gentle sound;
Almost beyond hearing
As if a ghostly boat were making way
Down the cut, where the otters play
Past the bank, where the tall reeds sway;
To where the lock stands firm
He spied it once, one man swore
Stumbling out of the old Inn door
Certain he knew what he saw;
Though none could confirm
For that man drank too much ale
So folk did not believe his tale
Yet he tells it still, though to no avail;
It’s called a drunken lie
But I know what that man perceived
I know why he is so aggrieved
I know that he’s to be believed;
For I saw, with my own eye
With roses and castles painted bright
A narrowboat sailed past me one night
Coming from nowhere, no end in sight;
A pale horse drawing it on
It drifted past me, quiet as death
The name on the side, Beloved Beth
I watched, astounded, held my breath;
Then horse and boat were gone
If you should ever see a bridge astride
A canal, where dark waters slide
Like a black ribbon, deep and wide;
By the Towpath Inn, then do
Remember time, like water, flows
Under the bridge where a pale horse tows
The boat 'Beloved Beth;’ who knows?
You might see it, too…
S P Oldham
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