We wanted to get moving as early as possible so Mike braved the weather to cast us off …
When our boys were small we always took a photo of them at St Benet’s Abbey and we’d hoped to be able to do the same thing for the grandchildren. Oh well – maybe next year.
Each of the kids had a turn at the wheel with Uncle Jamie.
Ellie … 
Cameron …
Jack …
Then Simon got his turn …
The rain was relentless but once again we were lucky and managed to get a mooring at Ranworth Staithe where we stayed for lunch.
Cameron had been following our route on our Broads map and this was Cameron’s dyke …
so called because he found it on the map and knew exactly where we were!
We were en route for Ludham Bridge again as we had to get the family back to Barton Turf to pick up their car. Needless to say it was still raining when the roof had to be lowered to pass under the bridge and the umbrella came in handy …
It was S**’s Law that when we arrived back at the car – it stopped raining! After a quick top-up of water and farewells to the family we set off once again down the Ant, shot the bridge, watched the weather front ...
and moored up at St Benet’s Abbey for the night. Here there was plenty of activity from one particular yacht which was having a great time in the wind …
It was hard to believe that the day was ending with sunshine and St Benet’s Abbey looked so good – it was so unfair!
As we enjoyed an evening drink we were joined by a beautiful swan …
and we watched the sun set …
