Dark Red Post!
"The nights are starting to draw in" someone said, as we waited at Warsash for Craig to battle through the heavy traffic. It was a record turnout of our Thursday crew - Lesley, Tony, Polly, Claire, Mike, Plas, myself and our somewhat delayed leader! The Upper Hamble Club were also assembling for a paddle, so there were around 15 kayaks on the slipway.
We eventually launched into a very fresh southerly wind, and paddled down-river on the last of the ebb. Too rough for Calshot was the verdict, so we turned left for our usual run towards Hill Head. The wind was on the beam, and the waves were particularly sloppy. Neverthless, we had an enjoyable paddle along the shoreline, past the caravan park and on towards our routine 'Red Post' destination. All ashore for a feed. Craig's purple Argonaut provided a perfect wind break for the weekly 'Master Chef' contestants - Craig and Claire this week. The rest of us settled for sandwiches and pasties. As we packed up, we did indeed realise that the nights are drawing in!
We paddled back in the dusk, watching the last of the setting sun against Fawley refinery - so beautiful, and yet so ugly too...
At last we made it back into the Hamble, and were casually coasting up on the flood tide, until we all found ourselves grounded on the wrong side of a sand bar. Sorting this out livened up the last leg of the paddle, as did the fading light. We really couldn't see eachother as we paddled up towards Warsash slip. As always, a most enjoyable evening.
Thanks All!
We eventually launched into a very fresh southerly wind, and paddled down-river on the last of the ebb. Too rough for Calshot was the verdict, so we turned left for our usual run towards Hill Head. The wind was on the beam, and the waves were particularly sloppy. Neverthless, we had an enjoyable paddle along the shoreline, past the caravan park and on towards our routine 'Red Post' destination. All ashore for a feed. Craig's purple Argonaut provided a perfect wind break for the weekly 'Master Chef' contestants - Craig and Claire this week. The rest of us settled for sandwiches and pasties. As we packed up, we did indeed realise that the nights are drawing in!
We paddled back in the dusk, watching the last of the setting sun against Fawley refinery - so beautiful, and yet so ugly too...
At last we made it back into the Hamble, and were casually coasting up on the flood tide, until we all found ourselves grounded on the wrong side of a sand bar. Sorting this out livened up the last leg of the paddle, as did the fading light. We really couldn't see eachother as we paddled up towards Warsash slip. As always, a most enjoyable evening.
Thanks All!
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