Our plan this morning was to have a nice gentle cruise towards Hampton Court. After a good old English breakfast, we set off from our mooring at Teddington Lock; the weather promised to be brilliant.
It was lovely to see loads of kids having such fun in the water, many of them were under instruction, learning to sail. The river was very busy, with lots of people taking advantage of the weather, and basically having a great time. There were occasions when it got a little ‘hairy’ as boaters turned, or cut in front of us. We weren’t in any hurry, and quite a few of the speedy types overtook us, on BOTH sides (boats overtaking us should be on our left – towards the middle).
Our costly learning curve:
At ‘Raven’s Ait we ‘thought’ we’d found a suitable mooring, it was away from the main stream of traffic, and near a path that’s great for dog walking. As soon as we moored, John climbed up the bank (see pic below) but found the angle difficult (because of his bad knee and foot) – I too found it awkward. When John returned from taking Rusty for a brief walk, he said he’d seen a better place to moor where there were steps, and a picnic bench just along from where we were moored. We untied Cyan’s lines, and slowly motored about 50 yards to the ‘better’ mooring. Just as we approached, we heard that horrible scratching sound underneath Cyan as she dragged along the river bottom.
Before John could reverse Cyan away from being ground, this huge pleasure boat passed us. I took a snap of it, just before Cyan tipped at a frightening angle, followed by a loud sound of glass and pottery smashing!
Cyan obviously grounded on a ledge of silt, the boat passed causing a fair amount of water to be sucked from under her, and she tipped, making glasses, and crockery fly out of a kitchen cupboard; breaking around 8 glasses, one cereal bowl, and a small plate – it could have been worse!
Today we’ve cruised just over 4 miles.