MY littleboat Posted June 28, 2010 Share Posted June 28, 2010 So there we were, one week of leave left, no children and a spare week... what to do? Well it could very easily have been a lets actually get on with that garage room... or we could disappear off to the boat for the week, with no plans and no worries... so Tuesday 22nd June 2010 saw us trundling up to Brundall to de-leaf the old girl and get her on the river. Actually the intention always was to get off and do some coastal cruisng but as to where to go, we were easy, depending on bridge times and tidal flows etc. The tanks were full to the brim, we had spare fuel, enough charts to fill a large chart room, money enough for a few good nights out and the enthusiasm to go adventuring and so with this goodwill we set off down the river in order to 'squeeze under Somerleyton Bridge.. Amazingly when we got there, the clearance was nearly 12 ft!!! At the bottom of a neap tide!! That's really not right! However, it was good to see that it looks like they are preparing to actually do some work on the bridge!! Note the 'beer mug' on the information board! It actually gives details that the bridge is currently out of use but is totally un-readable from the river! And so, now safely under, and with a very slack and slightly turning tide, we had a go at 'one engining' shutting down the port engine and still making 5 on tickover all the way down to our first port of call...WRC A few phone calls later, we had booked Mutford for the following day and attached ourselves onto the 11.15 Lowestoft bridge lift and had organised a 'local' visitor to come and have a beer or two! You may recognise their boat tied up just behind ours!! (That is most definitely a code 4 part of the post Luke!) and so another good night ensued.. although I must say that I was extremely worried that I would be getting up on time the following morning.. Needless to say we dragged ourselves out of the door roughly on time to get a 'sort of' good nights sleep and go over the passage plan for the next day. It's really handy to have previous tracks etc stored in the chart plotter as that meant that a good portion of the planning work was already done. So it was just a case of 'Where do we go'? In the end it was decided, Ramsholt in Suffolk was our destination. OK it literally is overlooked by my old house not too far accross the other side of the river, but it is one place I have always wanted to go. Getting in takes a little planning, but as long as you plan well, doesn't really represent too many difficulties. We would also not quite get the 'money saving' passage we wanted due to the light wind but that could be forgone on this occasion. Planning done, it was off to bed. Wednesday 23rd June 2010 Early Wednesday morning saw us trundling very leisurly down to Mutford for a 9.15 lock and lift. We had made arrangements to pop into Newsons boatyard to have a chat about the cost of flexi-teak in the cockpit and have a look at some of the samples of work that they were preparing. Suitably impressed and measured for quote, this sober hour also gave us a last chance to have one more look over the planning, the weather was excellent for the next few days, improving sea state, improving pressure and hopefully more sunshine, we needed to go through Lowestoft at 11.15 and didn't need to be arriving at the Deben entrance for many hours and so, covers off, the sun was shinig we were in no hurry to get there.. And with another half an hour to kill it was time to have a peep at another lovely ship close up; It is hard to imagine that thisMTB was used for many years by the local sea scouts as their meeting hall!! And so there we were, out of Lowestoft bang on time and straight out into a lovely calm sea with only the very slightest swell.. Ann at the helm now, getting her sea miles clocked up and as usual struggling to hold track - as you can see her cross track error was awesome With no hurry, we even had an hour just creeping along on tickover, enjoying the sunshine and taking in a little sunbathing; Eventually we made it down to the Deben, arriving late afternoon with just enough water accross the bar to allow us to enter safely but still low enough to see the horrid sand bar that has grounded so many over the years... You know there is traffic you expect and fast moving traffic you don't and as we were navigating down the narrow safe entry channel we were crossed several times by very fast moving traffic! And so, keeping close to the Felixstowe Ferry side initially we made our way slowly up the river past the Famous Bawdsey Manor where Watson-Watt worked tirelessly developing Radar and near to where my dad served his last post in the RAF in an R3 bunker located just two miles further North, then past Bawdsey Hamlet to starboard and Felixtowe Ferry to port; A quick phone call to George the old Harbour Master at Ramsholt confirmed there was a good moring there (Must remember I must phone him and thank him as I missed him whe we arrived) and a short while later we arrived at our moring and managed a leisurly couple of hours onboard before popping to the great Ramsholt Arms for dinner. As the evening decended across the river, the scenery was amazing and allowed for some fabulous photography; Well one very pleasant evening later and a date with an early exit in the morning (04.45) to get away with the last of the ebb in time to get us in to our next port of Southwold on time (08ish) the following morning so that we could have a full day there saw us climbing into our bed as the last of the sun disappeared over the horizon. The trip down had been both pleasant and relaxing, our passage plan was done and the sea looked even better. I have always loved travelling at dawn, watching the sun rising across the water and I was really looking forward to Thursday! To be continuedâ€¦â€¦â€¦ Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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