Tuesday, April 30, 2019

Getting a fix of boating

Don’t tell anyone, but a week ago  we sneaked out under my doctors nose and took Herbie down to Banbury.  I don’t think we were spotted by anyone except Eeyore who was out on NbSonflower and he won’t snitch I’m sure.  Not that my doc need have worried because neither Kath nor I lifted a finger at the locks as we were crewed by grandson Jacob and his mate Ian neither of whom are strangers to the gym as their bulging biceps will testify.

You can’t keep us away from the water, and this weekend just gone was our annual trip to the Norfolk Broads.  Sadly I had to admit that the stressful process of hurtling down a river in a little boat in strong winds, far from a phone signal, was probably not a good idea for someone with angina so I stayed ashore while the others went out.  The family honour was maintained as we had brought along Jacob to crew on our behalf.  Although he has done little sailing in his twenty one years, he has been weilding a narrowboat tiller since he was eight so he managed well. Not to be outdone we did jump in the car and visit a few favourite waterside haunts – Womack staithe, Potter Heigham bridge, and more staithes at Thurne and Upton.  At Upton (near Acle) we waited patiently for the return of our pals as they brought their boats back to base propelled only by the wind in their jib sails as they came up the little channel.




At Potter Heigham we had a treat as some men were refixing a warning sign on the notoriously low bridge so we sat and watched as we ate our lunchtime baguettes. 


Anyone who knows that bridge will know that the tide rips through it at a rate of knots, so the man in the boat with the outboard motor had to hold them in place while they worked.  Unfortunately no one fell in, so it was not quite as much fun as it might have been, but quite entertaining all the same.

It’s only eight days now until my hospital procedure which I hope will restore me to some sort of fitness.  I went to a “pre assessment” appointment last week when they showed my some typical stents like the ones they might fit if they find a good place to do it.  There ain’t much to them, they look like they probably cost ten pence a dozen – about the size of the little springs you get inside retracting ball point pens, but much flimsier.  I can’t wait.

5 comments:

Brian and Diana on NB Harnser http://nbharnser.blogspot.com said...

I have sailed up that dyke a few time in my youth, I use to go to Acle school and we kept our boats there at Whelptons yard

Herbie Neil said...

We only discovered what is now Eastwood Whelpton last year after our regular boatyard at Martham was fully booked for our weekend. Now we much prefer it (and we don't have all hat palaver of getting under Potter Heigham bridge:-)

Vallypee said...

So sorry you had to miss out on your annual sailing adventure, Neil, but I'm glad you were well represented....at least you managed a short run on Herbie anyway. Hopefully you'll be given the all clear to go for it again soon!

Vallypee said...

PS Good luck with the procedure! Only days to go now!

Oakie said...

Your procedure waiting list must be massive Neil. All my appointments were within two weeks of each other, much to my annoyance as I kept returning to my boat after they said 5/6 weeks wait in between. I was marked up as urgent though, so perhaps that made the difference. You will be a changed man, believe me.