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  1. Mouldy

    It's Early January, No Strictly

    And it didn't matter if you couldn't afford a colour telly!!!!!!!
  2. Mouldy

    A Winters Tale

    Star Trekkin' by The Firm?
  3. Mouldy

    Syndicates, Thoughts

    Looking at Griff's response, I'd say that more or less all of the remedial work is completed by the syndicate. If you were to get a small group of owners together, how many would wish to commit several days a year looking after the boat and keeping her looking good, or have the necessary skills. This includes compounding and polishing the gel coat, repairing any damages, servicing the gas system, heating, engine, gearbox, repairing or replacing damaged upholstery and other remedial maintenance etc. What would the cost of lifting the boat annually for cleaning be? Who would provide repairs to defects reported by owners at the end of their holidays and how would they be funded. Even what appears to be relatively run of the mill repairs are costly - a new fridge fitted to Moonlight Shadow recently was circa £700. Googleing Aquafibre Diamond 35s has revealed a few on the market, all around 60k: http://www.broadlandyachtbrokers.co.uk/boats/183 With just 6 members of a syndicate, that's 10k to buy into it anyway, without an initial refurb (if required). I know the maintenance figure for Moonlight Shadow appears quite high on the BCBM website, but that includes all maintenance costs, moorings, winter maintenance, cleaning and a contingency for unexpected costs arising. I realise that this will not suit everyone, but when I get holidays from work, I would rather spend my time cruising, not working on the boat. Personally, I think that a venture of this sort would be too easy to go into with rose tinted spectacles, without looking realistically at the potential pitfalls and your hypothetical costings look, to me at least, extremely low. Although buying an ex hire craft should guarantee that it has been regularly maintained, it almost certainly will have had a hard life.
  4. Mouldy

    A Winters Tale

    Jay . . . . don't go there. I used to think Agadoo, Superman and The Birdie Song were bad back in the eighties.
  5. Mouldy

    Waveney River Centre Hire Cruisers

    Reply: Would that be for three nights, four nights or a full week, sir?
  6. Mouldy

    A Winters Tale

    Could be worse: Baby shark do do do do do do Baby shark do do do do do do Baby shark do do do do do do Baby shark Mummy shark do do do do do do . . . . . . . . . . . I'd managed to avoid hearing it until last Saturday, too.
  7. Alan. Please accept my deepest condolences at this sad time.
  8. Mouldy

    A (sort Of) Voyage Of Discovery

    Could do, but Wisbech can be a pain sometimes, as can Kings Lynn. I think on the weekend we went, the problem was exacerbated by the demolition of a bridge over the A14 causing the closure. All in all, once there we had a great few days, so it was worth it in the end. Thanks all, for the positive comments - it's good to know that when you've written up your tale, that someone reads them.
  9. Mouldy

    Boat Names

    Nooooooooooo. And look who's at the helm! http://www.broads.org.uk/wiki2018/index.php?title=Boat_Details&BoatId=1485
  10. Mouldy

    A (sort Of) Voyage Of Discovery

    I was going to finish this tomorrow, but the wife is watching I'm a Celebrity, so I've made better use of the time!! Monday 19thNovember I was awake early as usual and laid in bed for a while, thinking how much I would have preferred to stay for the rest of the week, instead of returning home later. By about 06:30, the need for a brew became too strong, so I pulled back the duvet and got up, leaving the wife and Harley still snoring. With the kettle on the hob and the immersion heater switched on, I went into the saloon and peered out and across the basin. I was immediately apparent that the gloriously sunny weather we had enjoyed on Saturday and Sunday had given way to a far more autumnal, windy morning. I could hear the wavelets slapping against the hull at the bow and was glad that we’d been using the aft cabin. It wasn’t long before the wife got up and dressed, ready to take Harley for her walk. She set off up the high street, just as it started to rain, heading for the church to find what paths she could take and where they led to. As previously mentioned, we’d never been as far as the moorings at the end of the Chet before and it was new territory for us both. I had my tea and made some toast for breakfast and made Debbie the same when she returned with the dog a while later. Somehow, she had found the path leading from the church to the moorings at Pyes Mill by accident. Hope she can remember which way she’d gone when we return later in the year!! Although we’d enjoyed a pleasant night there, I can imagine it would be much busier and less peaceful when the hire fleets are on the rivers and Pyes Mill looks a much more inviting proposition for a quiet night. I went to shower and dress and when finished, the wife did the same. I must say that the immersion heater is great – not having to run the engine for hot water was an unexpected bonus when we bought into the syndicate. The rain had stopped and the sun kept peeking through breaks in the clouds, but there was a strong, easterly breeze bringing a sharp nip to the air as we cast off, heading slowly back up the Chet. It was an uneventful cruise and we didn’t see another boat until we had turned onto the Yare at Hardley Cross. The wind was creating quite a ‘chop’ on the river as we headed back towards Cantley, the plant and a plume of steam spurting from the chimney clearly visible for miles across the flat land of the surrounding countryside. We were in no particular hurry, keeping the revs down and enjoying the day. It was too early to take Moonlight back to base, so I turned off the river at Langley Dyke and moored to the BA moorings near the end. Harley was pleased to get off and mooch about, the wife was busy cross-stitching and I went for a wander with my camera. The smell from the sugar refinery was being carried by the breeze as I walked up the other side of the dyke to the junction with the Yare, where I turned and wandered back. The clouds were threatening more showers, but fortunately the rain held off and the sun came out for short periods as they passed overhead. Back at the boat, we started to pack a few things away, before having some lunch, washing up and tidying the galley. To be honest, as we hadn’t done much cooking there wasn’t much to tidy, but everything was put back into place, ready for the next syndicate members to arrive. We set off again, destination Brundall and slowly retraced our earlier passage back up Langley Dyke and onto the Yare. The river was quiet, one or two fishermen in dinghies and a cruiser were all we saw. The sky became dark and threatening as we passed Coldham Hall and sure enough, the heavens opened as we prepared to moor a Brooms to refuel and get a pump-out. I topped up the water whilst we waited for someone to attend and top up with diesel. With the pump-out completed and the fuel and water topped up, we moved the few yards to our mooring and secured Moonlight Shadow. The wife stripped the bed, folded and packed the bed linen and I set about the saloon, tidying cables, chargers and cameras, before taking the blankets off the settees that we always use to protect the furnishings from our dog’s hairs. Being a Staffie, she has a smooth coat and fortunately doesn’t leave many hairs anyway, but prevention is easier that the cure, so they say. I moved the car and started to pack our things, just as another shower started. It was soon packed, so out with the Dyson for a quick vacuum round. All that was left to do was wash down the outside, but as I went out with the mop, the heavens opened again. Just a quick swill round would have to suffice on this occasion, but I’m sure that nature would have helped with the amount of precipitation that followed. We switched everything off, locked up and sadly pulled away at about 16:30. I needed some diesel for the car, so pulled into the Shell garage on the roundabout as we left Brundall to fill up, before heading for home. The journey back to Northampton proved much less eventful than on the way up a couple of days previously and we arrived home just after 19:00. It had been a short trip on Moonlight, but a good one. For the most part, the weather had been clement, the boat had been great and we were happy. And to answer the question, any regrets about buying into the syndicate . . . . . . . yes . . . . . . . . . . we should have done it years ago, but we happy that we have finally made the investment and are looking forward to many more holidays on her now we are in!! Roll on February – neither of us can wait.
  11. Mouldy

    A (sort Of) Voyage Of Discovery

    And the more observant of you would have noticed that there was no photo of Loddon . . . . . . . . . . . hear it is!!
  12. Mouldy

    A (sort Of) Voyage Of Discovery

    I've pulled a few more photos off my phone, that were largely 'grabbed' whilst helming, although the shots of my dinner at the White Horse and the basin at Loddon clearly weren't!! I'll try to write the conclusion to our tale tomorrow and add the last of the photos, too.
  13. I might have mentioned before, but we're back on Moonlight Shadow in February. The wife's consulted her diary and told me ten weeks tomorrow. Can't wait - bring it on!!!!!!
  14. Mouldy

    A (sort Of) Voyage Of Discovery

    Good the see the thread has veered slightly of course!! All I can say is that the fish and chips we had from Brundall on Saturday were very good, easily comparable to Ken's or Greys in Wroxham (Hoveton) and much cheaper. Back to the original subject . . . . . . . . . . . Sunday 18thNovember I have to get up early during the week and the alarm on my body clock didn’t allow me the pleasure of laying in today. I got up at about 06:30, put the kettle on and looked out of the windscreen to see a glorious morning developing. I wouldn’t normally have left the heating on overnight, but I’d set it low and was glad I had, as it had been a cold night. Moonlight Shadow has an immersion heater, so I switched that on to heat the water for my morning shower. Being hooked up to shore power certainly has its advantages. Debbie got up and dressed, ready to take Harley (the dog) for a walk and stepped carefully from the boat onto the wooden key heading, which was white with frost. I pulled some clothes on and went out with the camera, after turning off the kettle, anxious to capture some images of the scene, bathed in that early morning golden glow. The river was almost flat calm, creating some wonderful reflections of the trees and shrubs on the far side. I walked a through the gate and a few yards onto The Wherrymans Walk, to look for a different viewpoint, before wandering back to Moonlight Shadow and carefully heading for the bow and watched as a lone rower made his way along the river, towards Bramerton, interrupting the reflections as he went. I waited a while longer, until the river calmed and took some more photos until a small cruiser with an outboard motor sped past, far too fast and creating a lot of wash and disturbing the surface of the water. I returned to the warmth of the boat, made a cuppa and waited for the wife to return and made her a tea, too. She had found a path to the right, off the lane leading away from the pub, which eventually met up with The Wherrymans Walk and both her and the dog had enjoyed their walk. I went for a shower and dressed, then waited for Debbie to shower too, before toasting some crumpets for breakfast. By now it was about 09:30, so we started up and cast off, making for Brundall and the boatyard to top up with water. It really was a beautiful day to be afloat, with glorious sunshine and a clear, blue sky. We arrived at the berth and I reversed in carefully before unwinding the hose and topping up the tanks. Once done and with the hose wound back onto the reel, we cast off again, heading in the general direction of Reedham. My plan was to overnight at Loddon. We hadn’t ever been to the basin there and the last time we’d cruised the Chet was about 23 years ago, when we hired a cruiser called Tramontana from Gale Cruisers. I knew that there would be electric hook-ups and with no hire craft on the rivers, moorings should be available. We were making good time, without using excessive revs, so having negotiated a flotilla of saillies, decided that there was time to have a look at Rockland Broad and moor at the Staithe for a while. I turned right, off the main river and down Fleet Dyke. It’s evident that Rockland is a haven for wildlife – it was teeming with birds. Swans, grebes, cormorants and gulls were scattered across the expanse of the broad. We turned right onto the narrow dyke, leading to the Staithe and cruised slowly to the end, before turning and mooring. Harley was grateful to get off and mooch about on the grass, I went for a wander with the camera and the wife was concentrating on her cross stitch. We whiled away some time before having some lunch and set off again, across the broad and along Short Dyke to rejoin the Yare. We saw a couple of other boats, heading back towards Brundall before passing the sugar refinery. The chimney was belching out thick steam, which was quite a visual contrast to the clear blue sky and the smell wasn’t too pleasant either, so I was grateful to be past it. Aside from a water ski boat and skier passing in the opposite direction, which made Moonlight Shadow rock and sway in its wake, not much else happened on the way to the mouth of the Chet, where we turned right. I had forgotten just how narrow and winding it is and in a stiffening breeze, there was no time to let the concentration wander as we meandered along its twisting course. The sun continued to shine brightly as we passed the moorings at Pyes Mill. Definitely on the list of potential moorings when the weather is warmer and we don’t need shore power. I recognised what used to be the base for Gales Cruisers and wondered what happened to the couple that ran the yard, who were so helpful and friendly. We hired from them twice, in 1994 and 1995, both times on Tramontana. They were our son’s first experiences of a Broads holiday, the first time when he was six. He, like us, is smitten with The Broads and is looking forward to when he, his wife and son can come with us on Moonlight on a future visit, possibly next year. Soon, we arrived at the basin and wondered what was going on in the far corner, nearest the road. Two cruisers were there and it was only as I drew nearer I could see that one was pulling the other. I moored near to the first electric post and as I turned, the skipper of the first one, an Elysian aft cockpit, called to me that he’d just pulled the other off the mud in the corner, due to the low water levels and to warn anyone else who may turn up not to moor there. I was pleased to have chosen to moor where I had!! I hooked up the electric, which had 49p left on it and added £1 for good measure, before setting up the TV aerial. I wanted to try the burgers in The Kings Head, so we went for a walk and called into the pub to book a table, only to discover that they don’t serve food on Sunday evenings, then saw the sign outside The Swan saying that there was no food served after 14:00 on Sundays. Concerned, I called The White Horse and was told that they stop serving food at 19:00 and as they were quiet, there was no need to book. That was settled then – no need to buy dinner from the Co-Op. I had a mooch round the church and the wife took the dog for a short walk before we returned to the boat. Darkness fell and I read and Debbie knitted, just passing time until we were ready to go for dinner. We had a great welcome from the landlord, selected from the menu and waited for the food. The wife had a mackerel dish to start (I can’t remember exactly what it was) and I had cod cheeks. It must have been a huge cod – the cheeks were lovely and the presentation of the food was outstanding. We had both chosen roast sirloin of beef for mains, with roast potatoes, parsnip, carrots, Yorkshire pudding, cabbage and green beans which was very tasty and also well presented. For once, there was room for dessert, so the wife had ice-cream and I opted for the apple crumble and custard, which did not disappoint in any way. It would be wrong to describe the food as pub grub, it was much more civilised, but great food nevertheless and we will be back. We sauntered back to the boat and settled down for our last night on board for this trip at least, watching the TV for a while (the wife wanted to see who was on I’m a Celebrity) before our customary hot drink and bed. Neither of us could believe how lucky we’d been with the weather – clear blue skies for both days.
  15. Mouldy

    A (sort Of) Voyage Of Discovery

    We didn't want too much to eat at lunchtime, knowing where we were heading for our evening meal. The chippy was good (well, we thought so anyway). Still haven't sampled the food in The Yare, but we may well do on our next trip in February. Can't wait now!!!!!!
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