FullCircle
Well-Known Member
Well, it was raining when I got up this morning, and I did not feel like going down to the boat to nail the bowsprit down to a soggy foredeck.
So, we decided to go to the East Coast boat jumble on the A127, and to meet up with the Artemisesses.
So we toddled off down there and it was a bit damp and muddy, but not disastrous.
On telephone enquiry to Mr Artemis, I discovered that he was resplending at home in his smoking kjacket, pondering the need to get dressed at all today. A short discussion had him climbing into a pair of trews, and we met them some 40 minutes later.
Slithering through the damp undergrowth, we encountered the usual misshapen lumps of bronze and iron,a nd some misshapen Hypalon, together with beaten up outboards at silly prices. The highlight of my enquiries was a Hydrovane in Okish nick being offered for £2300 quid. After a nano second of reflection, I continued walking by.
Anyway, a couple of deent rowlocks, and some click together shower floor matting, and we were away to a lunchtime venue.
Neville suggested the Wakering Yacht Club open day, and, as an ex-member, and not set foot for over 15 years, off we went.
It was lovely, and the weather started to shine gloriously.
Cheap beer, and a hearty welcome from ex Commodore Dennis, we settled in.
I went to the wine and water stall, where you have to guess which wrapped bottle contains wine, and which water, where I discovered my talent for divining wine. In 5 attempts, I won 3 bottles of wine, much to tthe amazement of all around.
There was some nice seating out on the patio, and we watched high tide come and go. Which didn't take long.
Unfortunately, there was a nasty accident out on the water, but the ambulance came, and people resettled.
We bought tickets for the raffle, and I came first, and choose the frozen duck....
I came away with 20 large fairy cakes, and had a decent 4 pint chat with anyone who came near us.
I went out to photograph the diversity of boating life. WYC is responsible for its own pontoons, and all its moorings. They dont get much water that far up the Roach, but they do make the most of it.
Thank you to WYC for making us so welcome, and carefully being nice to those funny people who came and stole all their prizes.
So, we decided to go to the East Coast boat jumble on the A127, and to meet up with the Artemisesses.
So we toddled off down there and it was a bit damp and muddy, but not disastrous.
On telephone enquiry to Mr Artemis, I discovered that he was resplending at home in his smoking kjacket, pondering the need to get dressed at all today. A short discussion had him climbing into a pair of trews, and we met them some 40 minutes later.
Slithering through the damp undergrowth, we encountered the usual misshapen lumps of bronze and iron,a nd some misshapen Hypalon, together with beaten up outboards at silly prices. The highlight of my enquiries was a Hydrovane in Okish nick being offered for £2300 quid. After a nano second of reflection, I continued walking by.
Anyway, a couple of deent rowlocks, and some click together shower floor matting, and we were away to a lunchtime venue.
Neville suggested the Wakering Yacht Club open day, and, as an ex-member, and not set foot for over 15 years, off we went.
It was lovely, and the weather started to shine gloriously.
Cheap beer, and a hearty welcome from ex Commodore Dennis, we settled in.
I went to the wine and water stall, where you have to guess which wrapped bottle contains wine, and which water, where I discovered my talent for divining wine. In 5 attempts, I won 3 bottles of wine, much to tthe amazement of all around.
There was some nice seating out on the patio, and we watched high tide come and go. Which didn't take long.
Unfortunately, there was a nasty accident out on the water, but the ambulance came, and people resettled.
We bought tickets for the raffle, and I came first, and choose the frozen duck....
I came away with 20 large fairy cakes, and had a decent 4 pint chat with anyone who came near us.
I went out to photograph the diversity of boating life. WYC is responsible for its own pontoons, and all its moorings. They dont get much water that far up the Roach, but they do make the most of it.
Thank you to WYC for making us so welcome, and carefully being nice to those funny people who came and stole all their prizes.
