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  1. 21 points
    Hi All As a new year's gift I just thought I'd share my Webcam online initally as a trial but if it goes OK I'll leave it there. The Webcam is in Brundall over looking the Yare towards Brooms and I though there is a lack of them on this river. It's not that clear at night but OK in daylight. I may in the future set a movement schedule up as it is PTZ. I hope you enjoy and feel free to share. BTW my website is and always will be free and advertising free even though there is a personal cost to me. Let me know your thoughts. http://catchpro.co.uk/Webcam Cheers Simon
  2. 17 points
    We the mods of NBN are, Reading all your posts from afar, Jokes and opinions, (BA posts, the sticky 'uns) Smoothing the things that jar.  Ooohh watch that post, the naughty one,  Just too far that joke has gone. Shall we hide it? Let it ride? It's Bound to cause a lot of fun.  Christmas comes but once a year, it's the season for good cheer, Post of boats and cheery notes Of quarrels we'll steer well clear.  Ooohh watch that post, the naughty one, Just too far that joke has gone. Shall we hide it? Let it ride? It's Bound to cause a lot of fun. The Forum's in a holiday mood, Lots of gifts and plenty of food. Friends we recall, God bless us all Mods wish you a great New Year.
  3. 13 points
    My bow thruster is 60 odd years old, whines constantly in use and had only fallen in once
  4. 12 points
    Reflections as we head into 2019 1. My goal for 2018 was to lose 10 pounds. Only 15 to go. 2. Ate salad for dinner. Mostly croutons & tomatoes. Really just one big round crouton covered with tomato sauce. And cheese. FINE, it was a pizza. I ate a pizza. 3. How to prepare Tofu: a. Throw it in the trash b. Grill some meat 4. I just did a week's worth of cardio after walking into a spider web. 5. I don't mean to brag, but I finished my 14-day diet food in 3 hours and 20 minutes. 6. A recent study has found women who carry a little extra weight live longer than men who mention it. 7. Kids today don't know how easy they have it. When I was young, I had to walk 9 feet through shag carpet to change the TV channel. 8. Senility has been a smooth transition for me. 9. Remember back when we were kids and every time it was below zero outside they closed school? Nah, me either. 10. I may not be that funny or athletic or good looking or smart or talented. I forgot where I was going with this. 11. I love being over 60. I learn something new every day and forget 5 others. 12. A thief broke into my house last night. He started searching for money so I woke up and searched with him. 13. I think I'll just put an "Out of Order" sticker on my forehead and call it a day. 14. Just remember, once you're over the hill you begin to pick up speed.
  5. 12 points
    Talking of those moderators, we haven't heard a lot from Old Wussername for a week or two as he has been "up the orsepittle" having a bit of an operation. He is now home making a slow but steady recovery and I was in touch with him yesterday evening. Not quite sure what it involved but I am told they had to change the cutless bearing, tighten up his stern gland and do a visual inspection of his flywheel thrust plate. His universal joints were a bit "wonky" an' all and they changed his anodes while they were at it. I don't know if he is reading the forum much at the moment but I am sure we all wish him and Anne a happy Christmas and a speedy recovery. He is looking forward to seeing us all again at the spring meet.
  6. 11 points
    Well with little to do between Christmas and the New Year, I thought i would write up my tale of my break aboard Goosander a couple of weeks ago. Beware - even though I have tried to condense it, I still do go on a little. Sunday 9th December Well I was not sure what to expect of a holiday in December so I decided I would not risk a full week aboard Goosander just in case the brass monkeys were all jostling to get on board with me. As a compromise I decided to stay Sunday to Friday, so here I was arriving at Boulters in Horning, just after midday on the 9th December. I noticed that the tide was unusually high and part of the walkway to Goosander was already under a couple of inches of water so as I was yet to unpack my water-wings I carefully slopped through the water and stepped aboard my home for the rest of the week. Naturally enough, Goosander was freezing cold so the next item on the delivery schedule was the fan heater I had brought as back-up. Goosander has an electric post on it’s home mooring so the heater was soon gushing warm air throughout the boat. After around 5 round trips to the car, I had unloaded and unpacked. My plan was to stay on the mooring tonight as it was quite gusty (again) out there. So to vary the scenery I navigated back to the car through around 3 inches of water in places now and set off for Wroxham to do some shopping. I had parked in Roys car park outside the DIY store and noticed that the gates were locked at 4pm on a Sunday so I still had a couple of hours or so before I had to leave. I had often thought the model railway exhibition in Wroxham would be good to visit but never got around to it so this would be the ideal time. I paid £8.95 to enter and thought I had better watch the time as I did not want my enthusiasm to run away with me. I had actually seen everything and was out in 35 minutes, and have to say the place did not live up to expectations. It has a number of display boards but not a lot seems to be moving at times. The “busiest” was an N gauge set where trains were whizzing around all over the place but N gauge is very small so it does not have the same effect. I would say the exhibition is good if you want to entertain the kids (or me) for a half hour or so but is expensive at £8.95! I drove back to the boat and parked up wondering if the water level had receded but it was as I high as when I left. So I tip-toed through the encroaching river and settled back on board for the next few hours. Come 6pm I was getting hungry so I made my way to the Ferry Inn. It was Sunday so a roast beef carvery seemed to be the ideal choice. I was pleasantly surprised at how many people were in at that time. Doreen and I once visited the Broads in late November many years ago and I remember all the bars being virtually empty and the Ferry Inn, in particular was partitioned off so that only the part with the bay window was accessible. The meal was of a good standard, after which I stayed on to read my paper. There is something about reading a paper in a pub. You have the time to thoroughly explore it, where viewing on a smart phone seems very restrictive and narrow in comparison. So around 8.30pm I walked back to Goosander, noting that the water level had dropped a little by then. As the night progressed you could feel it getting colder. I had brought a convector heater with an integral fan AND a fan heater as the night temperatures were forecast to drop below zero for the next few days. Thinking that it made sense to use the free electricity on the yard rather than the boat’s diesel fired heating, I made good use of them until it was time to retire. Overnight I used Goosander’s resident oil radiator heater in the sleeping quarters, which worked a treat. Some images from the model railway exhibition - taken with my phone so not the best quality. A quick visit to the Barnes Brinkcraft yard, which would help me with mooring later in the week. (where did that thumb come from?)
  7. 11 points
    Tuesday 11th December Despite the little oil heater in the cabin, it was really cold upon waking. I was straight out to the electric heaters and to put the kettle on. I peaked through the window to see that in the night, the grass had changed from green to white. The second I removed the covers from the windows, they steamed up but as there was ample time before setting off, I just left the heating to deal with it. The sun was rising but was not beaming onto the grass yet, which remained white. In view of the temperature outside, I decided to have something warm for breakfast in the form of a sausage sandwich. Whilst stood tending to the sausages, I saw first a squirrel meander across the grass, followed by the arrival of a heron. Just after he flew off I heard a loud squawk and looked out to see a pheasant hopping across the green. If I could have taken images with a sausage, they would be displayed below. Unfortunately, the camera was not to hand. My destination for the coming night was Potter Heigham. Again, I knew where the electric posts were placed and my plan B would be to cruise back to Ludham Bridge if plan A was unavailable. So around 10am, I cast off in a deliberate slow manner as the mooring path was still iced up. The only boats out and about on Barton Broad were the Nancy Oldfield Trust craft. Other than that nothing was moving. Not a single boat was moored along the length of the How Hill moorings. Ludham Bridge approached, and the yacht was still in the same position at the front of the electric post. Soon I was out onto the Bure once more passing the odd private boat but nothing on hire. I turned up the Thurne, passing the white Thurne Windpump, which looked as though it had been freshly repainted and was glistening in the strong sunlight, the sort you get when there is not a cloud in the sky. The frontier chalets of Potter soon appeared and I mosied on into town (village). There was just one private boat moored opposite the Herbert Woods yard and two electric posts to choose from. I turned Goosander around and moored up right in front of one of the electric posts, which is located about 50 feet from the other one. So both boats had a post to themselves. I plugged in and got one of the heaters working. The sun was warming the boat like a greenhouse so that was all that was needed at this stage. Lathams was calling so I jumped off the boat - notice I said jumped . The water level was still high. Any higher and I would have had to call the fire brigade for their turntable ladder. Walking towards the Pilot Office, the land was riddled with puddles. A chap told me it had been under water the day before but was receding now. I passed the Norada pub, wondering if it would be open this evening for a meal. I could see no signs of life at 2.30pm so would have to take my chances. As a form of back up/insurance I thought it prudent to enter Bridgestones for a coffee and a piece of cake. Would you believe that on a Wednesday, weeks from Christmas, it was almost packed out. Two people got up to leave and I grabbed their table. I think I had the Millionaires Chocolate Brownie cake thing. Whatever it was, it was delicious. I considered I would need to wait until at least 7pm for an evening meal to be sure I was hungry by then. Lathams was busy (of course). I think I must be developing an immunity though as I came out without purchasing anything. Those allergy immunotherapy sessions at the clinic where they put little models of Lathams on your skin so that slowly you are able to avoid the cravings are working. I returned to Goosander and was able to clamber back on board without a call to air sea rescue. As soon as the sun went down, the temperature outside and in, dropped like a stone. I thought I ought to check there was enough credit on the electric meter to see me through the night as by this time, the second heater was also switched on. The £1 I had put on earlier was down to 37p so I credited another which I thought would be enough until the morning. Around 7pm I leaped ashore and headed for the Norada. It was open. Well I say it was open. There was a chap in a coat standing my side of the bar who welcomed me. I asked if they were serving food, to which he replied that they were but only from the takeaway menu. Well, that was better than nothing so I looked for a table. Well actually I did not need to look. Every table was empty so I just sat at one in the middle of the room. I had not had burger and chips so far so this would be the ideal time to order it. The chap took my order and within a short time, a young lady brought out cutlery and condiments to the table. I realised why the chap had his coat on as it was perhaps just two degrees above the temperature outside in there. The meal arrived and it was surprisingly good - and hot! It was washed down with a pint of Bud Light, which they had declined to put in the microwave to warm up for me. I read my paper afterwards until my fingers were turning blue, at which point I thought it wise to return to the boat. I was back on board by 9pm, having put another £1 worth of credit on the meter – life support for the heaters. I retired around 11.30pm, with the oil heater in the cabin to keep the worst of the cold away. Sutton Staithe first thing - told you it was cold Sure you know but Thurne Windpump Ladies and gentlemen, as we start our descent into Potter Heigham, please make sure your seat backs and tray tables are in their full upright position. Make sure your seat belt is securely fastened and all carry-on luggage is stowed underneath the seat in front of you or in the overhead bins. Thank you. Loads a' room My favourite pic. Look at it full screen - click on it - click again, then click again View from the walkway Well, the Norada's open
  8. 10 points
    Well Phil's guys at Simpsons Boatyard have been hard at work in the cold weather and new photos have arrived showing what they have done. As well as the boards there are some remediation maintenance activities going on with the toe rails the cabin top grab rails and the wooden bit on the bow. Here are some more surgery photos, so those with weak constitutions please read no further. More pictures showing the finished articles to come. I have a video of the large bow bit being chiselled out but it makes me weep so i didn't add it. Happy New Year to you all. For interest I have interviews coming up in January so maybe news on that front soon too who knows. Martin and Fiona
  9. 9 points
    Good to hear of another base on the Southern Rivers from which to hire - I wish them well. Along with the football themed fleet in the past, in 1968 the then licensee of the Waveney Inn at Burgh St Peter introduced a fleet of six hire cruisers named after the Whitbread beers he served in the pub ... Gold Label, Mackeson, Tankard and Forrest Brown being some of those listed in this newspaper article at the time. It seemed to be a fairly short lived venture as, by 1973, some if not all of the cruisers had become part of Richardson's fleet at Stalham. Carol
  10. 9 points
    Dont tempt her Peter, you know what she's like! When we put the new decks on Chloe Jane she announced we had used exactly eleven hundred and whatever screws. On Janet Anne, doing the same job, I kept sending her off to mix epoxy so she couldnt count them. However, "it is close to 800 because there are 4 boxes of screws missing from the shelf" she announces. Somehow I think she missed her calling in stock control somewhere....
  11. 9 points
    Would be interesting to know Griff as you have the only sort of private syndicate boat I know of whether what I stated for the expenses is anywhere near what it costs yourselves to run the boat. Obviously I didn't put down the costs of winter maintenance or things like gas bottles and valets. 'B.A' annual running costs as of 2018/19. Moorings (Wet Shed), River toll, Insurance, 24 x Hr breakdown inc prop insurance come in at nigh on £3k per year. There are five shares in 'B.A' but only four shareholders - mysen, Bro', Capt Chaos and of course LondonRascal. (Capt Chaos - Both me and Bro have known him since 74-ish). There is a fifth share left over from 'The Admiral' mine and Bro's Dad who sadly left us during the five n a half year restoration. Myself and Bro' took on that share between us. So in Yorkshire speak (Straightforward stuff) that means that for every £100 that each share holder invests into 'B.A' then me and Bro' have to invest £150. The both of us do not get any benefits from owning that fifth share between us, no more extra time on the water etc. What we do have is an extra vote between us should we as a syndicate ever have differing views we have to put to a vote. In the sixteen years we have been 'B.A's custodians we have never to date had to use the voting system. If as a group we ever sold 'B.A' then we would enjoy a slightly larger return as her sale price would be split into five equal shares. Whew, that's got that lot explained. Back to that £3k = £600 per share for the year. Yes that's all she costs per share. For me and Bro' she costs us £900 per year each. BUT that is before the key is turned, mooring ropes onboad and she sails forth. Diesel is each ones burden - you pay for what you use. She is always returned to the wetshed with emptied black tank and full diesel tank. Cleaning / turnaround - NOWT - We do it oursens whilst cruising back up the Ant, finishing off inside the wetshed. We each bring our own bedding with us, the duvets and pillows stay onboard. Gas 13kg propane we take it in turns to replace but it costs us pennies and who cares if we go slightly out of turn now and again So we are still on £600 per share plus running costs, these cannot be pre determined. 2018 saw 'B.A' Crewed up for ninety one days. Not all of these days were spent out on the rivers some of them were maintenance weekends. You bend/break it - You fix it. That is, any damage whether the skippers fault or not is down to the skipper onboard at the time to make good on behalf of the other skippers. If you have to use the insurance - Do so but you will be responsible for the loss of the no claims bonus to make up the shortfall. Maintenance - Minimal due to the painstaking not skimping or cutting corners during the restoration. However there is of course some to do, this is split 5 x ways. Upgrades - A blasted kings ransom when you have a young ambitious techy called Robin with his finger firmly on the pulse! We are sensible about upgrades and only really do them if it will benefit 'B.A' and the crews Every two years 'B.A' undergoes an 'AMP' - 'Assisted Maintenance Period' the assistance comes in the way of whichever yard we are out of the water at and our long suffering 'Associate Members' (Press ganged mates) This involves her being out of the water for ten days max and we go bonkers, 12 Hrs + each day. Lots of planning beforehand and yes it is open wallet surgery but only every two years (April this year at Sutton Staithe). Even if we spend say £3k it's only £600 each (£900 for me and Bro') The main points with a diy private syndicate. Someone has to be the 'Senior Skipper' to make decisions on all our behalf. which is of course me, but nowadays less and less which is a good thing. You need lots of skills to. Mine are woodbutchery / engineering / 12 and 240v / Gas / cabinet maker / painter / varnisher / surveyor and all rounder. Bro' is better than me on electrics, he is ok-ish at woodbutchery rubbish at painting and even worse at varnishing, he is right up there with electronics. He is v.good on metalworking and could do the engineering but leaves that to me. Robin - Is the tops on tech / upgrades / research / bargains / ideas. He is also a damn good listener and will turn his hands to most things if shown the way, a real bonus in his locker is that is not afraid to ask for advice / help. Capt Chaos - is well, just Capt Chaos, would put Frank Spencer to shame. Proper good at doing as he is told and is keen to have a go at most things. He is also our financial safety net should the sh1t ever hit the fan (It never has) Th weakness is our syndicate is the amount of time we each spend 'Hands On' during maintenance or upgrade weekends. It isn't fair, never has been and probably never will be. Life is like that some times and we just have to take it on the chin Hope the above helps Griff Edit - P.S The biggest two savings imho any syndicate can make is not paying for management services and labour on any maintenance and upgrades. Do it yersen for a fraction of the cost
  12. 9 points
    Friday 14th December. It was an early start to my four hour cleaning and turn-around plan, which began after consumption of a bowl of Mornflake Hawaiian Granola – did not want to muck the cooker up. I won’t go through it all again as it was the same tortuous process I went through in my “report” in October. Eventually the boatyard staff arrived and I told them the electric had gone off. It was eventually re-instated but by that time I was already hot under the collar with all the cleaning which needed to be completed before I could depart. By 11.15am, the car was packed and I was ready to leave. I made my way back down the road in the direction of the Swan Inn. Did I pick up my little mifi unit which I had needed to place on top of the fire blanket holder in order to get a half decent signal? I stopped and checked… no I didn’t. So I had to turn around and make my way back on board. Mifi unit retrieved, I cut the elastic which seemed to be not letting me escape and set off – finally - for The Yare in Brundall for my final meal on the Broads. I was sat at my table ordering Chicken Pieces In Batter by 12.15pm. Still time for one more mishap. Knowing in advance what I would order for my meal, I dispensed with the menu and went straight to order at the bar. Chicken Pieces in Batter and a pint of lager shandy please. I chose to sit in the little extension bit which overlooks the Broom moorings, to await my meal. It duly arrived about 15 minutes later and it became clear I had forgotten to ask to change the rice for chips. Never mind – rice will make a change. It was actually a delicious alternative… but chips next time please! Here endeth my tale. Observations At this moment (may change on reflection) I would check on the weather forecast before committing to a holiday in December or January. The problem is that the days are so short with light disappearing by 4pm so you need to plan carefully if you want access to an electric post – which I did with temperatures falling sub-zero most nights and barely above it on a couple of days. This is restricting in that I needed to be sure I could get to a plan B location if electricity was not available. The cold frosty nights led to bright sunlit clear days which warmed the boat well during the day. I also liked the way it illuminated the passing scenery. It was as though someone had set hundreds of bright movie lamps on the Broads “set”. Moorings were delightfully empty. I never saw even one other hire boat out and about. Ranworth in particular was a favourite spot, being able to moor up stern on looking out onto the Broad, watching the sun go down and come up was a treat. I saw lots more ducks than I usually see. They were everywhere, yet in season you hardly ever see them. I was worried that the otters were responsible for that but now I wonder if it is just that they have learned to keep away from humans in season for some reason. Perhaps they have developed a form of duck-dementia and forgotten that we have all the bread! Finally, I was pleasantly surprised that the local hostelries were still overall, well supported at this time of the year. The food options were still good and contrast so much with my last visit to the Broads at this time of the year, some 30 years ago when we felt like an intruder coming into someone’s front living room. Some images which did not make the tale above: Like leaving your car in somebody elses driveway Can't remember where this is.... or why I took it! All that money just shunted together Thurne Windpump (again) How Hill Nice reflections at Potter
  13. 9 points
    Monday 10th December. It was getting light around 7.30am so it was the alarm clock and not the squawk of the nearby geese which awoke me. The saloon was cold so the first task – even before the kettle – was to put the two heaters on. In my semi-comotose state I fumbled with the cooker hob trying to light the gas but my brain seemed to be ignoring the fact that I had to hold the knob in to stop the flame going out. The funny thing is that now when home, I still keep holding the cooker knob in when it is not required. I hobbled to the front of the boat to look through the windows and discovered that the sun was beaming down (well sideways) onto Goosander. Realising the sun’s rays were a fast way of heating the boat I “undressed” all the curtains from the windows and let it pour in. Breakfast today was going to be the full English variety so I planned everything I would need and in what order to ensure this culinary exercise would pass off without a hitch. Goosander does not have 240 volts and so no microwave. But I considered I would be on moorings with electric posts as much as possible so I decided to bring my own. It helped greatly with keeping the food and plates warm when cooking. The sausages went on first, which they clearly did not appreciate as they kept spitting at me. Then came the bacon, followed by the eggs. Meanwhile the microwave was taking care of the beans. This was so much more civilised than my last cooking experience on Goosander. Unusually for me, I had not planned in advance where I would cruise to as I knew the short days would restrict me, so whilst eating my superbly cooked breakfast (nobody else saw it so there is no proof either way), I decided I would leave Horning around 10am and make for a night stop at Sutton Staithe. I knew these moorings had an electric post but I needed to consider a second choice in the event someone was already moored and taking up the available connection. Under those circumstances, I would need to still have enough daylight to get there. It was going to be below freezing tonight so the option of a mooring without electricity was not a consideration. Under the circumstances I decided to cruise to Sutton Staithe in one go – without a lunchtime stop. I passed Ludham Bridge noting it had an electric post but currently had a small yacht moored directly in-front. This could be my “emergency” spot if other options proved unsuccessful. You are probably wondering why I was making such earnest plans? Well, the very first time we holidayed on the Broads was on the 3rd March 1973. We hired Sanderling from Sandersons for a week and cruised up to Wroxham, back down through Neatishead and was making for Acle one particular day. It was late afternoon and I could see it would be dark in around an hour. We cruised down the Bure to the junction with the Thurne and managed to take the turn towards Potter Heigham in error. I always think that junction makes it look like the Thurne is the continuation of the river as the Bure takes such a dog-leg turn to the right. Anyway on approaching the white windmill at Thurne I realised my error and turned around. I can still remember the curtains of the moored boats being cocked open to see who this mad idiot was coming at such low light. The obvious thing to do would have been to check my Broads book to see how far I was from Acle, but you don’t always do the obvious things in a panic so I went hell for leather back down the Thurne and onwards towards Acle. A little way along it became obvious we would not make it as darkness was enveloping us. I spied a dyke on the right bank and decided our cruising was over for the night. I edged the boat to the bank in squally wind and rain (of course) then dived on the bank with the stern rope in my hand. It was dark but I could still see that there were no mooring posts in this dyke. So whilst Doreen held Sanderling to the bank (she was not happy as the wind and rain was soaking us) I jumped back on board and broke out (I must be a seaman) the rhond anchors. After two or three attempts I got them to stay in the bank and tied the boat up. We hurried back on board out of the rain and came to the conclusion we would not be venturing out again that night. It seemed like we were in the middle of nowhere – miles from civilisation. I stayed awake most of the night listening to the clinking of lines against masts of the nearby moored yachts. I did not drop off until daylight at which time, the wind and the rain had stopped. Of course, studying my Broads book the next mooring, I realised that we were infact moored at Upton Dyke and that if we had continued down the dyke, civilisation was readily at hand. Lesson learned – never run out of daylight! Onwards towards Sutton, passing by the Irstead moorings (they were taken – do people realise it’s December? ) then on to my moorings for the night. I arrived around 1.30pm and of course the choice of mooring was entirely mine. I cruised up to the electric post, made fast the ropes and settled back with a cup of tea and a sandwich. I still had a couple of hours of daylight so I decided to walk down to Stalham as I had never done that before. The main road, the A149 is fast stretch of carriageway so you need to keep going on to the grass verge as there is no pavement. After around a 30 minute walk, I was outside Richardsons boatyard. I had a look at all the boats jammed in like sardines, then carried on to Tesco and the high street. I had a wander around then with about one hour before nightfall, I thought I had better start back. I avoided some of the main road by walking through Richardsons boatyard again. At the far end a lady told me to take the path to the right which will get me to Sutton Staithe. That was curious as I could see the main road on the path to the left. I thought locals know best, and it avoids the road so I tramped on down the path, which was muddy and leaf covered in places for what seemed like twice the time it took me to come here on the road. The sun had gone down by now and the thought of walking down a country pathway in the pitch dark did not appeal much. Just as I was wondering if someone had been having a joke, I stumbled out onto the A149 again, just below the road entrance to the Sutton Staithe Hotel, in the last of the day light. Adventure over, I boarded Goosander and rested until around 7pm before entering the Hotel for a meal. On the way to Stalham, I had popped into the hotel to ask if I needed to book a table but was advised it would not be necessary. They were right. There was just me, the lady behind the bar and a couple of gents in front of it. I ordered a chicken and mushroom pie and read my paper whilst waiting for it’s arrival. After about five minutes the lady came over to tell me that they had run out of the pie and could I choose again. Well it was quiet so these things have to be expected at this time of the year. I volunteered the beef lasagne and joked that she might want to check that was still on the menu. I was assured she already done so and settled back with my paper. Five minutes later, she came over again apologising profusely that the lasagne was also not available. Someone in the kitchen was making a fool out of the both of us! Third prize was the steak and ale suet pudding. I did not need to ask for confirmation. She went straight to the kitchen to confirm its availability. Actually, the third choice turned out to be probably first choice as it was delicious. After my meal, I stayed and chatted to the people for a little while before returning to Goosander. It was cold outside and my pathway across the grass was both wet and slippery with a layer of frost to cope with. Getting onto the boat I could feel ice both on the wood mooring edging and on Goosander’s deck. I got safely inside and wondered just what I was doing out in these conditions. The electric heating coped for the rest of the night and soon it was time to retire. (I have just looked at the length of today’s report and am sure it took me less time to walk from Stalham to Sutton than it has taken to read this – sorry) The stillness of a December (home) mooring Not long after I moored at Sutton a ranger arrived to move this HUGE clump of reed which had settled taking up two boat lengths of the staithe. They literally had to push it out back into the Broad Nice pic of Richardsons Cheek by jowl Glistening in the afternoon sun Sutton Staithe Hotel
  14. 9 points
    Very quiet around Brundall at lunchtime and afternoon on Christmas Eve. Did not see another boat underway. River amazingly calm. So tranquil.
  15. 9 points
    Getting a bit wistful now, as I have just watched Carols from Kings College on the BBC so I am finally getting the Christmas spirit! It occurs to me that during my life, I seem to have spent at least half of my Christmas "holidays" away from home and so tonight I am remembering all those who cannot be with their families because they are on duty : They may be fire-fighters, nurses, police, armed forces, merchant seaman or even those out there on the North Sea gas platforms, keeping our homes supplied with heat. I think of them tonight, I thank them and I wish them well!
  16. 8 points
    Like Matt we bought into Ranworth Breeze in 2001 after looking for a Narrow Boat syndicate, we run on similar lines to Thunder and the other syndicates, but like all the syndicates have slight differences on the way they are run. We paid just under £8,000 for a share and the fees at that time were around £300.00 at that time, by 2011 (the last year with a management company) the fees were £980.00 per share. Our management fees last year were £650 and for 2019 are £700, the boat has never been better maintained or upgraded. Most syndicate members will tell people that they should have bought into a syndicate years ago, but will advise people that syndicates are not for everyone. At the end of the day the choice is yours and you should go down the route that rocks your boat. Regards Alan
  17. 8 points
    Griff : I appreciate all you say but I am not sure you can compare BA to the normal syndicate boat. We all know the story of how you found her, rebuilt her and are now running her as a preserved classic with the help of dedicated friends. I am sure that the success of your syndicate is partly because you run her on the lines of a warship, just as my father used to do on his boatyard. The sight of boats such as Broad Ambition, cruising the Broads with flags flying, is, in its way, just as important for our history as seeing that great black sail of the wherry Albion, coming round a bend. You may call her a syndicate boat but I notice in a previous post you said you were a "custodian" rather than an owner. I have great respect for what you are doing but also for the fun that you have doing it, and I salute you!
  18. 8 points
    I wonder if I might offer a different perspective on this, as the subject of the thread is "thoughts"? I have a lifetime (literally) in the hire boat business, so I know how much it costs to run a hire boat. In May this year we have hired a 10 berth cruiser from Richardsons for two weeks, for about £1400. This includes the fuel deposit and a damage waver (which is optional). This is a large boat just for Susie and I but we have hired it for 3 reasons : 1/. We like to have plenty of space when we are living on a boat in comfort. 2/. We can invite family and friends to join us for a night or two during our holiday. 3/. It can be used as a clubhouse for impromptu cocktail parties if there is bad weather during the spring meet! Meantime, we have a great boat, maintained in top class condition and the hire price includes winter moorings, maintenance, servicing, upgrades including a new engine, damage repairs, insurance, river tolls, "management fee" and free car parking for our camper van. We also have the protection of a full breakdown service which is 24hr if necessary, we are provided with bed linen, we don't have to clean the boat in more than a cursory fashion (although of course, we do) and we don't even have to pump out the toilet tanks before we give it back. Depending on the speed that we have been driving it, we might even get a few quid back out of our fuel deposit! In late October we might well book a smaller boat for a week, which will still bring our annual costs for 3 weeks on the Broads to no more than £2000 - total. In addition, we have the choice of whatever boat, from whatever yard, we wish to book it. Personally, that is a deal that I am very happy with.
  19. 8 points
    Thinks... I wonder how many people wold make a booking over the phone saying "I'd like to hire Uranus"
  20. 8 points
    Monday 31st December The last day of 2018 began for me in Acle under a slowly clearing sky. Once again the morning started with a coffee or two and then a walk with the dog along the riverside moorings and around the Bridge Inn. The dog didn't seem too bothered about walking too far this morning so once we returned to the boat, I set about preparing for the off. In actual fact is was almost 1100 hours before us at off, but the day was brightening up as I did so, and after backing out from the moorings, I set off along the Bure in the direction of Wroxham. I didn't have a particular destination in mind (go figure) but with New Years Eve celebrations likely to be kicking off, and me being alone, I thought Ranworth may offer a secluded spot to enjoy my own evening. As I arrived just before 1300 it looked like I may have been correct as there was only about 4 boats including myself. And so once moored up I took the dog off for a walk to the Ship Inn at South Walsham. After some light refreshments we walked back to the staithe and, not really being one to be bothered about New Year festivities began to unwind on-board for the evening. As the night went on a number of boats arrived and by around 2100 the staithe was almost full and a few parties began to break out. I took the dog for another short stroll, noting that The Maltsters was also full. But for me it was a return to the boat to see in the New Year with the little lady until well into the early hours.
  21. 8 points
  22. 8 points
    She is proving to be one of those more involved restorations...
  23. 8 points
    Saturday 29th December I set off from home in the rain at around 0730 knowing the boat wouldn't be ready but wanting to try and avoid the peak traffic as best as I could. The journey was as uneventful as ever but I did manage to avoid the farm machinery, car transporters etc that have plagued my journey of late. I arrived at Brundall around 1015, all secure and locked up tight so by the time I had remembered codes it was almost 1030 when I parked up beside the boat. After a brief walk with the dog down the riverside estate it had ticked over past 1100 so it seemed rude to not give The Yare pub my custom and so I popped in for a cheeky early dinner pint.... Or two Once finished we headed back to the boat, dumped my belongings where they fell and fired up the engine. It was time to get back to cruising the rivers once more. Well it's been 2 weeks With such a late 1400 start I headed off down the river Yare in the patchy December sunshine. It was surprisingly busy, as I passed a fishing boat and 2 private cruisers along the way. It was around 1500 when I reached Cantley, but I continued on down the Yare. As I reached Reedham at around 1600 it was almost empty, as I expected and I decided that seeing as Sunday I had planned (I know, me, having a plan ) to go t'up north it was a convenient stop for the night. Once moored up, the dog and I (the dog being my little 4 legged friend, not Grace, she tells me off if I call her that) had a walk and eventually found ourselves in the pub. Funny how things happen After a swift pint or two watching my red men embarrass some other team who's name I forget, we headed back to the boat, and it wasn't long after that I fell asleep, on the settee, dreaming of things I really shouldn't Corr I photograph a lot of crap don't I
  24. 8 points
    Yikes! They'll be telling us they are human next
  25. 8 points
    Merry Christmas and Happy New Year everyone Ive been a member of the forum for just over a year now and Selsie and I have met many of you in person this year and made some wonderful new friends both in person via the Spring Meet and DIY SOS and chatted to many via the quiz and chat on here. I've never belonged to a forum before but truly thankful that I joined this one. Boating has completely changed our lives for the better. Raising a virtual glass (i dont drink) to all of you and to those that we have sadly lost this year x

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