Moored up at The Town Hall Quay in Great Yarmouth
Moored up at The Town Hall Quay in Great Yarmouth

Our trip in The Paxton Princess back from Great Yarmouth to Horning after shedding the Northern Rivers Sailing Club from clinging on our side and stopping on the way at Stokesby for a seafood salad. The evening at our home moorings, the girls having baths and watching the TV/video, Diana reading and me cutting the lawn and edging it neatly.

Despite the heat, we slept well and I was the first up again. This time, I let Diana sleep in until 8.00am and used the time to write up yesterday's journal as the battery power on my portable computer gradually ebbed away. It seemed the start of another fine and sunny day and we took advantage of this by setting off before breakfast to get under the Bure and Haven Bridges as the tide begun to make. Earlier, we had some "Klingons on the Starboard Bow" as some geriatric yachtsmen from the Northern Rivers Sailing Club came alongside to rig their boats before setting out to Lowestoft. There were soon quite a few of them and they caused considerable congestion leaving harbour with all of their radio traffic. We later heard them coming back in again as, although the weather started out nice, the breeze got up into a near yachtsmen's gale to make them beat a retreat.

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After stopping briefly at the public quay above the Bure Bridges for breakfast, we pushed on until again finding a space free at Stokesby with Debbie taking turns at the helm to help out. Lunch at the pub, some bait from the shop, and then I also got a fine seafood salad from the fishmongers there which now opens all day on Sunday. We opted to cruise all the way back to Horning on a River Bure very busy with cruisers, yachts and day-boats; taking the last section slowly to see the bank-side properties as patterns for Heronshaw. The evening at our home moorings, the girls having baths and watching the TV/video, Diana reading and me cutting the lawn and edging it neatly. The vole seems to have had a couple of youngsters and they are often camped out on the lawn.