Not so sure... It could be one of those "You don't want to come here..awful place..you'll hate it" type of posts that tries to put you off from visiting because he wants it all to himself.
On the any trips to southern parts from Harwich, I actually quite like Ramsgate. But I now try to avoid Eastbourne (worlds longest lasting building site) and stop at Brighton-you'll-never-get-them-on-the-VHF-Marina but friendly, with all it's beery fleshpots, then Haslar, Newtown Creek, Weymouth, Dartmouth, to Plymouth QAB.
So it's Eastbourne for me as the most miserable mooring, expensive for what you get, and the visitor pontoons are covered in guano. I always seem to get there when everywhere has stopped doing food combined with the most gawd almighty thunderstorms and stinging hail that make the crab pots on a direct line with the entrance from the East invisible.
Nice showers though.
Queenborough might be grim, but if you think it's the most miserable mooring in the UK, you clearly haven't explored the rest of the Thames Estuary.
Southend is the epicentre of the essex cliches, and offers very little protection from the chop. Erith is (relatively) OK, but you get crapped on a lot, as there's London's landfill opposite.
Thurrock get's my vote as the worst mooring: the 'town' is just a big council estate, and the hooded miscreants were firing rockets at us while we tried to inflate the dinghy. Their aim isn't that bad either.
IMHO, the Thames generally sucks. You can only go the way the tide is going, there is a lot of shipping and invariably a steep (brown) chop. Up the river past Greenwich, you get the 'Hurricane Clippers', which creep up behind you, at 40 knts, and then expect you to get out of their way at a similar speed, which ain't possible in a Hurley.
I still live in London, but now sail from Wales, which is infinitely more beautiful, serene and everything sailing should be.
At risk of some ire, I think the grottiest place I visit is St Peter Port.
The cars driving round and round trying to find a parking place fill up the harbour with carbon monixide.
The Harbour Master's staff, given half a chance will pack boats so tightly you will spend most of your time fending off bow and stern.
All that faffing about with customs forms. WTF do they do with them apart from add to a mountain of paper in the Town Hall.
Provisions/meals out/beer are expensive when compared to UK and France.
It desperately needs dredging.
They used to have cheap diesel, I understand this is a thing of the past.
If I have to stop off there, in order to time a tide at the Alderney Race, I always anchor in Havlet Bay. I'd rather put up with a bit of rolling than any of the attractions of the town.
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Tranmere Moorings on the River Mersey. Tide rips through at up to 6 knots, can be extremely rough, generally smelly, muddy and slimy, oil tankers and cargo ships pass very close, far too close, lots of wash. Landing is a long way through the strong current, absolutely no security for anything ashore including car (it is Liverpool after all)
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The moorings are not secure either.
A friend of mine moored to one of them while he waited for the tide to get in the marina only to find himself going up the mersey at a rate of knots with a bouy attached to the front of the boat.
I wouldnt recommend mooring to one of them for the night
The marina had two mooring for people waiting for the tide but they stopped servicing them years ago. I dont even know if they are still there
Burry Port in Carmarthen Bay, thirty years ago, on a Sunday night in October, in the rain. Only put in there because I'd been held up by military types playing missile testing in the bay on my way east from Solva, and was too late to take the tide on to Mumbles. I've not been back - maybe it's nice now, but I doubt it.
Bearing in mind Tranmere has only private moorings and it is free it seems a bit unfair to criticise the facilities - especially after damaging them.
My vote for worst goes to Douglas outer harbour when the Seacat's bow wave preceeds its arrival in the small hours, sending the pontoon into a frenzy of clashing metal and straining lines.
Ugh. You close the coast to find a giant fuel refinery, thatcan't be it so erm on a bit...butthat itis - you go thru the refinery past all the rusting hulk ships hangingabout outside, to find a town something like bbc eldorado inside, and evrything pongs of gas. I fuelled but didn't stay - it was too awful.
Rhodes.
In summer you cannot get in to Mandraki, and if you go to the "new marina" which has never been finished, it is a complete mess. Firstly there is nothing but some bits of rusty reinforcing rod to tie on to. Secondly there is a projecting concrete ledge below water level which prevents you going side to, and imperils your rudder if stern to. Its in an industrial wasteland outside the town, and because they never built the outer breakwater it gets very dangerous if a swell comes in. Considering the amount of EU taxpayer's money it has swallowed, it is a disgrace.
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Tranmere Moorings on the River Mersey. Tide rips through at up to 6 knots, can be extremely rough, generally smelly, muddy and slimy, oil tankers and cargo ships pass very close, far too close, lots of wash. Landing is a long way through the strong current, absolutely no security for anything ashore including car (it is Liverpool after all)
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Not only do the ships pass too close to moorings on the Mersey, they have actually ploughed straight thro' them from time to time. Try to avoid - if you can't avoid use a bl**dy big bright anchor light, & keep your dinghy handy. /forums/images/graemlins/mad.gif
Newtown on The Isle of Widget. Avoid . Terrible place. Awful. Keep away. Do not enter. Noisy birds everywhere. Mud. Pox. SBS visits at night (alledgedly). Massive swells. Whirlpools. Dragons.
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North Sea Yacht Club - Ostend - friendliest people you could wish for, but the roughest night on a boat - the swell rolls in (outer harbour, not through the lock mind) and we squeaked, squealed and generally pitched about all night.