In Amongst The Otters.

Many thanks to Alan C for the following description:

Alan C, Richard A, David P, Humphrey B and Tony B went for a row today on Barton Broad but not until all safety checks had been carried out. Life belts were adjusted so that only a fist would fit under the waist strap, and the crotch strap adjusted to be comfortably tight. Oh, and just before we launched, we checked to see if the bung had been put in place, which it hadn’t. It pays to double check!
The wind was probably 18-20mph so we decided to row across Barton Broad and up the River Ant so that we would have the benefit of the wind from the stern supporting us on our return trip. This worked perfectly.
Only two other boats were seen during our voyage. One was from the Nancy Oldfield Trust (do see their website for an idea of the wonderful work they do https://www.nancyoldfield.org.uk/
On the outward journey a cormorant sized bird was seen sitting on one of the Port Posts, except that it was not a cormorant as it had a white breast. Tony B identified it on the return journey – it was a Shag.
Whilst coxing, the view in front of the skiff is unadulterated by the ripples created by the oars and stern, thus enabling a wonderful view of the river and broad. This cox had the best sighting he had ever had of a Kingfisher, flying back and forth across the river three times in quick succession –lovely flashes of blue and this time brown as well. The quick-witted crew pointed out that the cox had missed fifteen otters following us down the river. We could not decide on the collective noun for otters. (A family, a romp or a raft. Ed.)
The cox could not resist tempting the crew to up the pace as practice for the Carrow Cup. Good luck to them.
The photos show some cake sharing at How Hill Staithe and some of the trip.