{"id":287,"date":"2023-07-04T18:52:34","date_gmt":"2023-07-04T17:52:34","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.nbtallulah.co.uk\/?p=287"},"modified":"2023-07-04T18:52:34","modified_gmt":"2023-07-04T17:52:34","slug":"disaster-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/nbtallulah.co.uk\/?p=287","title":{"rendered":"Disaster Day"},"content":{"rendered":"

This Monday morning looked great. Nice weather and I felt fresh after what I thought was a good night’s sleep. I untied the boat and set off round the corner and under the road bridge. I decided to pull in at the water point just ahead on the left, just past some moored boats.<\/p>\n

I found that I couldn’t get in close as there appeared to be a ledge or rock or something under the water. Then all of a sudden, I heard this awful noise and I lost all propulsion. I then realised that I must have something wrapped around my propeller. Great, I thought. Pretty much every boaters worst nightmare to have to go in to the weed hatch and untangle whatever is down there.<\/p>\n

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After 30 minutes of wrestling with fabric, metal and weeds, I decided, I needed to call RCR (River Canal Rescue) which is our equivalent of the AA or RAC.<\/p>\n

The biggest problem I had was trying to cut the fabric and whatever else was down there. I had a couple of knives which I attempted to cut through the mess but they just weren’t sharp enough. I’m bad enough as it is with knives in the kitchen, so using a knife down in the weed hatch where you just can’t see what you’re doing is a bit dodgy, to say the least. Everything is done by touch and feel and is quite tricky.<\/p>\n

Anyway, Steve turned up after a couple of hours and after around 30 minutes, I was in action again.<\/p>\n

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This is the total crud that was wrapped around my prop, retrieved by Steve. Good man. The metalwork appears to be the remains of a pram or pushchair sun canopy. Nightmare…<\/p>\n

That size 9 boot is mine, and I’m wearing it!<\/p>\n

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The above photo was the final straw to the day. The rain was originally quite light which I can quite easily tolerate but this was just a deluge and I’d had enough. I moored up at the next available opportunity.<\/p>\n

Unbelievably, today, just to recap, I went just a total of 200 metres before the prop got clobbered. In total, I went 2 miles before stopping for the day, thoroughly dejected, and soaking wet.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

This Monday morning looked great. Nice weather and I felt fresh after what I thought was a good night’s sleep. I untied the boat and set off round the corner and under the road bridge. I decided to pull in at the water point just ahead on the left, just past some moored boats. I found that I couldn’t get in close as there appeared to be a ledge or rock or something under the water. Then all of a sudden, I heard this awful noise and I lost all propulsion. I then realised that I must have something wrapped around my propeller. Great, I thought. Pretty much every boaters worst nightmare to have to go in to the weed hatch and untangle whatever is down there. After 30 minutes of wrestling with fabric, metal and weeds, I decided, I needed to call RCR (River Canal Rescue) which is our equivalent of the AA or RAC. The biggest problem I had was trying to cut the fabric and whatever else was down there. I had a couple of knives which I attempted to cut through the mess but they just weren’t sharp enough. I’m bad enough as it is with knives in the kitchen, so using a knife down in the weed hatch where you just can’t see what you’re doing is a bit dodgy, to say the least. Everything is done by touch and feel and is quite tricky. Anyway, Steve turned up after a couple of hours and after around 30 minutes, I was in action again. This is the total crud that was wrapped around my prop, retrieved by Steve. Good man. The metalwork appears to be the remains of a pram or pushchair sun canopy. Nightmare… That size 9 boot is mine, and I’m wearing it!   The above photo was the final straw to the day. The rain was originally quite light which I can quite easily tolerate but this was just a deluge and I’d had enough. I moored up at the next available opportunity. Unbelievably, today, just to recap, I went just a total of 200 metres before the prop got clobbered. In total, I went 2 miles before stopping for the day, thoroughly dejected, and soaking wet.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-287","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-to-the-north"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/nbtallulah.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/287","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/nbtallulah.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/nbtallulah.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nbtallulah.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nbtallulah.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=287"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/nbtallulah.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/287\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/nbtallulah.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=287"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nbtallulah.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=287"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nbtallulah.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=287"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}