… or the one that got away!

Back at the boat on the Friday, washing all up-to-date, cook suitably gardened-out and broke, Biggles sunburnt from sitting in the middle of the lawn in bright sunshine for several days showing the next-door incomer who’s boss… and Fran spotted a huge fish circling the boat, fin out of the water, just like Jaws.

Apparently he/she’s a well known local resident, having set up home in the marina at least 15 years ago, A Ghost Carp, probably weighing in at over 25 pounds, and as yet no-one has managed to get it to take a lure, despite years of trying. Seems it’s often accompanied by some other large-ish Koi Carp, but we didn’t spot those.

Reluctant to spend another night in the marina, we set sail for the long haul across to The Anchor, (5 minutes to get out of the marina onto the navigation, 1 minute to moor up). Then stayed there through to Sunday, as Pauline, our temporary crew member from the trip south to Godalming, offered to pick one of us at home after returning the car and bring us back via Waitrose in time for Sunday lunch. Nice weather, nicely positioned pub, Father’s Day… it was a leisurely lunch!

Nice to be back on the boat again, as well.