Recently Vortex escaped down the jetty and went walkabout in the woods round the back of the car park. While searching for him i caught a glimpse of something lying, half buried in the undergrowth...
On closer inspection it proved to be a tiny paddle boat, of the kind that you hire out in the park and take for a spin round the pond. Goodness knows how it got there, it's not close to any easily accessible water, but somehow it had ended up half buried in the woods and half full of rubble and black, rotting, stinking water.
Today we put on our 'getting' dirty' clothes and went to get it. We took trowels and dug out the rubble and soil, poured out the hideous stinky water, and checked that it didn't have any gaping holes in it.
We then had to carry it, in 20 yard spurts, back round to the jetty, and then down the jetty to the boat. We stopped off at the pump out station to hose it off
and then couldn't resist popping it in the water to give it a go. It goes like a dream! And it can turn on it's own axis too, much easier to handle than a rowing boat.
So we are going to give it a good scrub down to really clean it, then paint it (hot pink with Lorna's roller derby number:
on is the current favourite) and maybe have a look at the paddles and handles, and it'll be as good as new!
1 comment:
hahah I love it! The only thing we find around ours is tires, dead swans, and (this week) marathon noisemakers...
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