|One of the bow hatches||My very first night aboard||A load of bollards|
The three weeks rushed by and before I knew it, I was back in Wartena and looking forward to my first night aboard. By the time I arrived however, Vitesse had been tied up on the far side of the canal! My only method of reaching her over the next two weeks was by paddling a semi sinking oarless dingy with nowt but ONE short piece of plank with which to paddle. Transporting all my stuff, food, beer etc. proved to be pretty exciting daily trial, particularly given that the only step up between Vitesse and the dingy was the neighbouring barges anchor! No sooner was I aboard, a British red ensign flew from the stern and I don't mind admitting that even a Cheshire cat couldn't sport a smile as big as the one I had on my face! I was now aboard my very own Dutch Barge and life couldn't be better...