FullCircle
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Our first trip of the season last weekend, and our Daughter wanted to come along, as well as the little chap.
Daughter is terrified of tippy boats, so we agreed to motor up to meet the Artemii at North Fambridge.
Screwing her courage to the sticking post, she got up behind the wheel and had her first ever crack at steering. A wee bit wonky, but mostly due to the bow being blown off at 22kts of breeze fine on the nose. Little chap was as happy as a sand boy, as it was his second trip out on the boat. He waves furiously at everything in sight.
She even began to enjoy herself
and the Little Chap certainly was
A splendid evening with the Artemii, where we cooked 3 fray Bentos pies simultaneously in the Full Circle Oven, and Nev produced Chorizo in red wine and Garlic Prawns, we glugged several litres of wine and whisky, and resorted to talking b()lleaux.
Sailed off the pontoon, and spun FC round slowly backing and gybing, we sailed for the best part of 5 minutes before realising that Burnham was 4 days sail away at that pace.
I switched on the donk, to the obvious pleasure of Daughter, and gave Little Chap the wheel on an empty river. He swung the wheel backward and forward, and we created a couple of graceful figures of 8 in different directions, before settling to a slow plod back up river.
Geese were in by the bank swimming against the tide,and several dozen of them made progress into the creeks of Bridgemarsh Island
Also caught the holes in the riverbank where untold amounts of wildlife live
Yes, that really is Bridgemarsh marina in the background with a heat haze
Loved the way they followed each other in through the gap.
Also saw this one guy making very unhurried progress, he didn't look in the slightest bit bothered.
and so into our new home. This is the stretch just inside the marker pole, follow the port hand barrels
Once tied up, we had a bit of lunch and were joined by Mrs Vreny and Vreny Primus Minor, who seemed very content with his dummy, watching our Little Chap playing with his new stick and string toy.
And so home. Lovely, easy weekend. No world records, but then there were none wanted breaking because the world was at rest.
Daughter is terrified of tippy boats, so we agreed to motor up to meet the Artemii at North Fambridge.
Screwing her courage to the sticking post, she got up behind the wheel and had her first ever crack at steering. A wee bit wonky, but mostly due to the bow being blown off at 22kts of breeze fine on the nose. Little chap was as happy as a sand boy, as it was his second trip out on the boat. He waves furiously at everything in sight.
She even began to enjoy herself
and the Little Chap certainly was
A splendid evening with the Artemii, where we cooked 3 fray Bentos pies simultaneously in the Full Circle Oven, and Nev produced Chorizo in red wine and Garlic Prawns, we glugged several litres of wine and whisky, and resorted to talking b()lleaux.
Sailed off the pontoon, and spun FC round slowly backing and gybing, we sailed for the best part of 5 minutes before realising that Burnham was 4 days sail away at that pace.
I switched on the donk, to the obvious pleasure of Daughter, and gave Little Chap the wheel on an empty river. He swung the wheel backward and forward, and we created a couple of graceful figures of 8 in different directions, before settling to a slow plod back up river.
Geese were in by the bank swimming against the tide,and several dozen of them made progress into the creeks of Bridgemarsh Island
Also caught the holes in the riverbank where untold amounts of wildlife live
Yes, that really is Bridgemarsh marina in the background with a heat haze
Loved the way they followed each other in through the gap.
Also saw this one guy making very unhurried progress, he didn't look in the slightest bit bothered.
and so into our new home. This is the stretch just inside the marker pole, follow the port hand barrels
Once tied up, we had a bit of lunch and were joined by Mrs Vreny and Vreny Primus Minor, who seemed very content with his dummy, watching our Little Chap playing with his new stick and string toy.
And so home. Lovely, easy weekend. No world records, but then there were none wanted breaking because the world was at rest.
