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RIP
Mole looked round with a Menacing snarl as the enourmous prop passed half an inch from his nose, neatly trimming his whiskers. Mole had moved house from the tranquile river Erwell to the Lancaster Canal. Thinking that in his old age a canal would have much calmer waters. Unfortunatly Moles arrival had coincided with the annual Chrismas get together of the LCBC ( Lancaster Canal Boat Club) The LCBC event was held in some god forsaken village hall some five miles from the marina. Not only Mole but ratty and the big ugly Pike had had enough of this dangourous and un-risk assessed activity, so they conviened a meeting at Toad Hall.
Meanwhile the boaties were having a sort of Jacobs joint come Karioki thingy in the village Hall, bright lights and course every one eating what they'ed brought them selves just to be on the safe side.
Drinks were mixed pre party and delivered in plastic bottles with plastic cups, mainly to disguise there contents as shorts might be deamed as a bit ostentasious for the occasion.
Mole passed a motion that all propelors should be straightened out a bit and rubber tipped as well. The ducks disagreed ferverently and said that the prop wash disterbed the mud and helped them gather the food for all there little chicks, so quite good really.
The LCBC. Party meanwhile ended quite soon as half the party had found a better venue at The Owd Tyde Barn, which was alot closser and less muddy.
Mole thought he would have a sleep in on Sunday after the hard work the night befor and the long swim home.
However his sleep was rudely awakened, because just at that time, whilst all the boats were returning from the party. The big barge Delft was going down the canal in the opposite direction because Deb said it would be muddy and better to get a taxi.
The result. Total carnage. Moles going in this direction and that, Freemans meeting 18 tons on hair pin bends, the big anchor sticking out in front. Long narrow boats going sideways. Mole and the ducks looking for cover!
The big barge had to stop loads of times even though it took at least 50 yds, then some, how majesitcly It held it's position in the water, with frantic turning of wheel to avert the prop wash and even using the bow thruster as well!!!
through the bridges only to be met by the next set of politically correct, Moles, Pike, toads, Freemans and narrowboaties!!!
It's back to Plymouth next time. Cant stand the strain!!../forums/images/icons/laugh.gif
<hr width=100% size=1> No one can force me to come here. I'm a volunteer!!.
Haydn
Meanwhile the boaties were having a sort of Jacobs joint come Karioki thingy in the village Hall, bright lights and course every one eating what they'ed brought them selves just to be on the safe side.
Drinks were mixed pre party and delivered in plastic bottles with plastic cups, mainly to disguise there contents as shorts might be deamed as a bit ostentasious for the occasion.
Mole passed a motion that all propelors should be straightened out a bit and rubber tipped as well. The ducks disagreed ferverently and said that the prop wash disterbed the mud and helped them gather the food for all there little chicks, so quite good really.
The LCBC. Party meanwhile ended quite soon as half the party had found a better venue at The Owd Tyde Barn, which was alot closser and less muddy.
Mole thought he would have a sleep in on Sunday after the hard work the night befor and the long swim home.
However his sleep was rudely awakened, because just at that time, whilst all the boats were returning from the party. The big barge Delft was going down the canal in the opposite direction because Deb said it would be muddy and better to get a taxi.
The result. Total carnage. Moles going in this direction and that, Freemans meeting 18 tons on hair pin bends, the big anchor sticking out in front. Long narrow boats going sideways. Mole and the ducks looking for cover!
The big barge had to stop loads of times even though it took at least 50 yds, then some, how majesitcly It held it's position in the water, with frantic turning of wheel to avert the prop wash and even using the bow thruster as well!!!
through the bridges only to be met by the next set of politically correct, Moles, Pike, toads, Freemans and narrowboaties!!!
It's back to Plymouth next time. Cant stand the strain!!../forums/images/icons/laugh.gif
<hr width=100% size=1> No one can force me to come here. I'm a volunteer!!.
Haydn
