Douglas Spencer (dougs) wrote,
Douglas Spencer

Broads Week, Post 15

Once north of Potter Heigham, we proceeded upstream towards Martham. Martham Boatyard always used to hire out fairly tatty boats, always in need of a bit of repair, a bit of paint. This year (my first trip for about four years) they seem to be neat, clean, and freshly painted. Well done, everyone at Martham Yard.
We turned left and headed up towards Horsey Mere, one of the few open bodies of water produced solely by drainage (Most of the broads were produced by the cutting of peat). Meadow Dyke, the dyke to Horsey, is very narrow -- not much wider than the boat is long -- and it's a difficult stretch to navigate for a sailing boat. We met six beautiful deep brown wooden sailing boats along this stretch of water -- the "Hustler" fleet from Horning. Beautiful.
All the way up Meadow Dyke and across Horsey, I was describing for the benefit of my mother and her boyfriend all the facilities available at Horsey -- public loos and a small wooden hut which sells ice cream. When we arrived, only one of these was open, so we missed out on the ice cream. But it was beautiful all the same.
After a very lazy afternoon tea, we left Horsey and went on to Hickling, mooring at the Pleasure Boat Inn for the night, arriving at about four. A stroll (limp, limp) to the village and back actually served to improve the mobility in the knee.
Last time I was here, dinner in the Pub offered sausage and chips, burger and chips, chips in a basket. This time it was a delightful surprise -- wonderful, imaginative food in a properly redecorated dining room, with a textbook caricature Essex Girl waitress -- luveleeey.

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