AnchorPosted: April 11, 2014
Promising to do better next time bought back vague memories of a conversation about the ridiculous amount of rope attached to the end of the anchor, ‘If we’re ever in water this deep we’re in trouble. Dump it.’ The rope ended up in the bins at Aston Marina months ago. One thing led to another and before long google had thrown up some interesting information on our 5kg anchor…words like JET SKI and DINGHY didn’t make happy reading. Oh and we shouldn’t have dumped that rope either.
Castle Marina came up trumps. Nick soon lugged a 16kg Danforth style anchor through the traffic and across Sainsbury’s car park, I tagged along holding 20m of rope with a fixing spliced on the end. This one might actually save us but there was something to be said for the discreet 5kg reject, it used to fit so neatly under the bow seat, this thing is massive.
Anchor ready for deployment, we set off on the calmest river conditions imaginable – green boards, warm sunshine and breeze free. Turning right from Meadow Lane lock Trent Bridge disappeared into the distance. Past Nottingham Forest football ground, the river was wide with plenty of river cruisers about.
Lucky to get a mooring in between the weir at Holme Lock and The National Water Sports Centre. Murk enjoyed a river dip followed by some time on the roof.