On Tuesday we motored up to Titchmarsh marina in the depth of the Backwaters and walked the couple of miles into Walton. I hadnt been there for a few years. The town centre now seems almost entirely given over to tourism with rows of small cafes etc. With so many catering for what is presumably a seasonable trade its surprising that so many can stay in business. On the edge of town there are a couple of large supermarkets which I dont remember from our last visit, but which must drain some money from the High Street. Alistair was looking for some new Wellington boots as one of his is leaking. Not of the shops we saw in Walton stocked anything as practical as boots.
So today we left at half tide and light northerly winds bought us to Brightlingsea. Despite neglecting to radio ahead, we were welcomed by the harbourmaster and had an excellent supper in The Yachtsman pub close to the waterfront.
The picture shows Toby, aged 8, rowing Eel without any (direct) supervision. His seamanship skills have definitely developed a lot in the last few days.
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