The paddle continues, shortly we find another tree that has decided to have a rest across the river. Mark calls from the back of the boat “Ramming Speed?” I call back, “Yep lets go.” My self and Mark line up the boat while slightly confused Adrian and David watch on. We go for it. The boat again flies over the tree, victory number 2 for the Ramming Speed technique. After that there were a few more tree related puzzles, but the group solved them together and with the river widening and calming we make it to the next camp site.
Now I will explain the first line of this blog. As I set up my tent and unpacked for the evening a very quiet, Adrian appears and makes some quiet comments on how much stuff I have in my bag and it must be magic to fit it all in. Then a slightly less quiet comment, “ITS MARY POPPINS!” From nowhere David appears and we end up with the pair of them jumping around shouting “old bamboo, old bamboo!” A hilarious sight to behold that then happened every time they saw me for the rest of the trip. I hope I get the same treatment the next time I see them. The evening rolls in and we progress to the pub and a fish and chip supper.
Day 3, starts again with a tea from Mark and a cereal bar. Once again packed up we set off down the river to our last stop, which promised Sunday lunch! The paddle was a lot calmer than the previous days, until we found a rather aggressive swan that did not want to give up his corner of the river. All 7 boats attempted to huddle together by the bank, while we sent Andy to try and shoo the swan away. No Luck, we ping ponged from bank to bank trying to get the swan to give way. No luck. Then Andy and Peter put their boats end to end and funnelled the Swan to the opposite bank, while we all passed on the other side. Success! We continue the paddle with very little further intervention from nature. Only a more relaxed swan here and there and the reflection of upstanding trees in the river. We then get to the marina, start to pull the boats out….. and the heavens opened. Once changed and boats packed onto cars and trailers we headed for the pub, for our well-deserved Sunday roast.
Content but shattered, we all dispersed back to Essex and Norfolk and a few places in-between.
Thanks to Adrian for organising, Mark for steering better than I could and showing me that tea is needed in these situations, and a big thank you to the rest of the group for making it a hilarious and brilliant trip.
Looking forward to the next one!
Kelsey Eaton Bennett







