Photo is of Ruth, Freja, Ann, and Tuva crabbing off Orford Quay. Lovely day, bit windy. At one point Ruth's hat (which Tuva was wearing) blew off her head, and into the sea. I called out to the ferryman (you can just see the bows of the little ferry to the right of the picture) and he leaned out, recovered the hat with a long pole, and returned it to Ruth. A few minutes before we had seen an even more dramatic incident, when a lady who was about to get into a dinghy and row out to her boat, let go of the rope and the tide took the dinghy out into mid stream. A young man immediately stripped to his underpants, jumped into the sea and swam strongly after the dinghy, which he overtook about halfway over to the island. He scrambled aboard, and rowed the dinghy awkwardly back against the tide. When he got the boat back to the lady he explained that it was only the third time he had rowed. He was a very strong swimmer, though, with great presence of mind, and we clapped and cheered him. We caught twenty one crabs, but the one that got away was easily the biggest (as is usual on these occasions). Had lunch at a small restaurant on the beach (had eaten there before) and it was as good as usual. Went to Orford Castle on the way back. Freja immediately ran widdershins all the way round the base of the castle and said she felt better for it (needed to let off steam, I suppose). More later.
3 comments:
Not many Viking shield-maidens could single-handedly lay effective siege to a Norman castle! - Pity no-one was home - Bigod!
Well done Strawberry.
I think you need to enter for the world crabbing championships in Walberswick later this summer. I will sponsor you!
Appreciate the offer,halcyon, but I have no great ambition for the world championship. I remember going to Walberswick when staying with a great aunt at Southwold, with my mother, during the war.
Lovely places. We still go crabbing because the grandchildren enjoy it so (so do we, but the grandchildren give us the excuse to continue).
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