To the Watch House…

A brisk Easterly kicking up a few small waves in the Pit but warm sunshine in the shelter. So we set out to have coffee and bask in the sun by the old Watch House on the North side of the harbour.

Friendly encouragement from the cox:


What’s this – casual one-handed rowing in the number three seat…?


Mission accomplished…


For those of a certain age, the facilities (sporting a fine 1970s Avocado loo) make this an appealing destination…please leave the flushing-bucket under the drainpipe when you leave – to fill up again from rainwater!


Just time for a short row up the Cley Channel before getting back to beat the tide…Blakeney Church on the sky-line above Bluejacket’s rudder:


Photos courtesy Rosemary and Tom.