|Ready For The Off At St Johns Top Lock.|
|Butty Steerer Extraordinaire. (Photo by Kathry Dodington)|
|Breasting Up In A Lock. (Photo by Kathryn Dodington)|
The turn into the Wey went very smoothly, despite the bridge 'ole immediately after, but getting into Pyrford marina was not so straight forward. David wanted the tow line very short; the same as the Woodham turn, but that took all the wash from Stronghold, thus countering the amount of power to pull Rowan round. I wanted it a little longer to avoid that. Whatever was the best option, we shall never know, as Stronghold entered cleanly through the entrance, but Rowan was unable to make it by 3ft and struck the piling hard. Who should be watching at the time? Steve Hughes, the marina manager. Why is it that when something goes wrong there is ALWAYS an audience? Whereas, if all goes well, it's like wetting yourself in a dark suit......you get a nice warm feeling, but nobody notices!
Inside the marina entrance, we breasted up to turn, but because of the difference in length between the two boats, it was not so easy and David and Jane shafted Rowan for the final few yards into her berth to await the arrival of the engineer.
They entertained me to lunch and we said final goodbyes, before I cruised back to the boat club, where I was greeted with warm cheers of welcome.....very much appreciated and thank you.
The day was rounded off with a Chinese takeaway and the usual humorous rowdy debriefing, before we gradually crept off to recover from a strenuous, but another very satisfying cruise.
Ray The Tug.