We’ve got had some boats moored on our lakes,
primarily used by fishermen but also popular with people who just want a different
experience of the lakes.
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While on a normal
path inspection of the Buttermere lakeshore we noticed that the boat usually kept
at Hasness was nowhere to be seen, a quick check told us it had not been hired
and given the stormy weather we’ve been having it seemed obvious it had just
floated away, “not to worry “we thought, “it won’t have gone far”
How wrong were we, after circumnavigating the lake twice,
searching under trees and overhanging lake edges we eventually discovered the
boat firmly lodged in a willow tree at Buttermere Dubs, between Buttermere and
Crummock water, pretty impressive navigation for an unmanned boat , it had
travelled 1.2 miles turned itself backwards , reversed down the river and
managed to climb a tree!
Not to worry, we’ve got the regular volunteers coming in on
Thursday they’ll help.
Thursday morning arrived with the news that due to a ‘clerical
error’ we had to remove all boats from all the lakes!!! I couldn’t help but
wonder about previous days with volunteers and boats, something about the
mixture seemed to always end up in a surreal experience somewhat akin to Fawlty
Towers but directed by Quentin Tarantino, would today be any different?
Off they go.. our brave boys
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Anyhow we set off,
Rangers Dan and Paul with volunteers Jim, David and Theo, Phil was having a
break in Cos, Once we arrived at Crummock Water a plan was hatched, David and
Paul would, with the help of a quad bike (which refused to engage 4 wheel
drive) drag, push and heave the boats out of the lake and onto the boat stands
whilst Dan and Jim set off in another boat to row up stream and rescue the boat
from the previous day.. With me so far?
Paul and David had a few ‘technical’ difficulties not helped
initially by discovering Dan had taken the Land Rover keys with him and so we
were bereft of tea and pies, and so it had taken quite a bit of time to get the
boats off the shore, only then did we wonder just why Dan and Jim had been gone
so long, as we pondered their predicament we noticed two rather soggy looking shapes
approach from the nearby woodlands both with life jackets on and oars over
their shoulders, Theo beside them looking bedraggled and dragging his tail.
What could have happened, had they sunk? Capsized? Was Jim’s tobacco still
dry??
Bedraggled,bemused and somewhat slightly dazed
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No it had simply
proved too difficult to reach the stranded boat due to the current and over
hanging trees and so they had pinpointed its position and walked
back.
Time for a quick brew
and a new plan………………………………………….
We four and Theo set of on the most direct route to the
boat, straight across the marshes, like a scene from a badly shot Vietnam movie
we waded, jumped and fell from tussock to tussock but mostly into deep puddles
until we reached a bridge near the boat, by virtue of having the longest legs
Dan was selected to remain on that side of the river and go to the boat with a
long rope whilst we headed across the bridge and up stream.
Luckily Dan was in ranger red
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Theo wonders Just what David is doing?
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Once Dan was in
position, up a tree, all that was needed was for him to tie the rope to the boat,
throw it to us and we’d pull it free of the tree and over to our side, on the
third attempt Jim showing an impressive agility for a man of his age grabbed
the rope and we pulled the boat across, not easily as it was completely full of
water.
We now had a new problem, we had the boat, but on the other
side of the river was Dan, with the bucket! Not a problem, we’d throw the life buoy
to Dan and he’d tie the bucket to it and we’d haul it across, we were confident
this would work, after all Dan had grown up on a farm, he’d know how to tie
knots, wouldn’t he?
the bucket came
flying across and landed just beside the boat…….just as Dan’s knot came undone
and it floated at remarkable speed downstream..DOH!!
No worries, ever calm, David decided he’d go off in search of
another bucket, it’s amazing how useful litter can be sometimes, no sooner had
he disappeared than Dan found another bucket close by, we tried our technique
again and this time it worked and soon we were starting to bail out the boat while
Dan returned to the bridge and came to join us. Now we had a boat, three men,
and a rope, it seemed reasonable that we could now set off pulling the boat
upstream, against the current, through the trees and on to Buttermere, what on
earth were we thinking?
Like 3 wet and frail draft horses we set off and had made
impressive progress when we realised the boat was getting heavier, turns out
there was a large hole in it and it was filling up as we dragged it through the
current, nevertheless by the time David re joined with not one but two buckets,
we were near the last obstacle, a weir formed by a fallen tree, some
gymnastics, acrobatics and general falling down saw us over come this and with
a flourish we broke through and into the Lake! Hurrah..
Dan returns
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Hang on… we still have a boat moored downstream, we’d left
jackets and worse than that Jim’s tobacco behind, Dan generously volunteered (
was coerced) to go back and row the boat back to the Crummock water moorings
whilst we walked back through the woods, it was a nice sunny day by now and we
presented the tourists in the village with an odd sight, 3 very wet sweating
old blokes with ropes and buckets all looking quite pleased with ourselves,
soon we were back at the shore sorting out the other boats when Dan hove into
view, looking very much like a young Steve Redgrave he fought the waves and
current and beached his boat………time for a late lunch… we’ll sort it all out
tomorrow.
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