Sunday, 20 August 2017

I get the feeling..

..that the mooring situation isn't going to end well, at the Wallingford fishing holes.

Yesterday, I heard a jolly boat say "that far king dogma is still there". Which I found quite amusing. People don't realise how far their voice carries over their engine noise. But, i have also overheard these grumblings from non boating towpath walkers :-

"It's like a new age village down there".
"They've taken over the whole bank with their junk".
"I may buy a boat and just dump it here too".

People are clearly not happy.

In addition to this, the riverbank has collapsed at half a dozen places, under the weight of willow roots pressing down on it. There are now submerged stakes hiding a few inches under the water, pointing out at 45 degrees.

The lads have had a great time here. Long walks and plenty of ball chucks. The cooler weather has been perfect for them. But I will also be glad to shove off tomorrow. Not a very happy vibe here at the moment. Though the chance to unwind after three days of rope tugging, boat heaving and rudder juddering has been most welcome.

Tune of the day...


  1. Fark em Ken.... just keep on smiling.

    Much more melodic than the Steeleye Span version.

  2. @Andy: that steeleye span version is very good though. i can almost forgive them for 'rolling back the years'. almost. :)