Somewhere near North Muskham we were hailed by the steerer of a small cruiser, the " Lagan Lass", tied to a tree on the side of the river. He was waving a pair of what appeared to be jump leads and shouting that he was unable to start his engine. Very gingerly I came alongside to see what we could do, but soon realised that the relative positions of our engines and batteries meant that I'd be better off on his inside, so I had to back off and come alongside again, this time on the inside and avoiding the trees.
It turned out that what I'd thought were jump leads was actually a battery charger and although we did connect it up to my inverter we still couldn't get Lagan Lass' engine started. Vic and Royna told us they were based at Newark so we offered them a tow. Getting the two boats tied together in mid-stream proved interesting to say the least and I was glad that my place was safely at the tiller, leaving walking about the gunnels and attaching ropes to others.
|Vic and Royna aboard their cruiser Lagan Lass. Royna complained I hadn't given her time to do her hair!|
It was getting on for 22.00 by the time we got to Newark wharf but by now we were firm friends with Vic and Royna. We tied up near the Castle Barge floating pub where, just to put the top on the day, the mooring bollards are set into the top of the wall two feet above the roof of the boat - and there's no ladder! Vic disappeared to the pub and came back with drinks all round, after which he and Royna showed us to their favourite Indian restaurant where we enjoyed a much delayed evening meal.
If you are reading this Vic and Royna, it was good to meet you (despite the circumstances) and I hope that Lagan Lass has now recovered!