This is the view we awoke to the next day.
We travelled back to Walker Flat to moor up and go for a walk. We managed to get ourselves totally stuck between a tree and a submerged log, side on to the river bank. Fortunately, after several fruitless attempts at extracting ourselves, another houseboat steamed up the river and moored up beside us with great aplomb. We talked nicely to their Captain, he came aboard and had us moored up in no time.
The guys gained some tips from the experience about mooring up in a strong wind.
When we stopped for lunch, the wind was still quite strong. In our haste to get the ropes tied, no one paid enough attention to keeping the boat close to shore, so it slowly drifted out. Unfortunately Graham was on the gangplank at the time and slid gracefully into the water.
Gary and I were there in a flash and were very relieved to find him sitting in knee-deep water. Lots of bruises and scratches, and maybe a pulled muscle, but it could have been a lot worse. And we were lucky we had the cabin boy /ambulance man with us.
Ann-a-Gram 😎
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