Saturday, 11 June 2022

Ranworth (Day 2)

A beautiful start to the day. The sun bright, waking us early. Outside, the willow trees swayed in the breeze that blew off the broad. The other van here with us last night, couple from Sheffield, left early, so it was just Marge for a while until another van appeared just after nine. The couple in it drinking Stella Artois lager for breakfast. As you do!

Today we had planned to take a boat trip, as the guide book recommended this was the best way to see the river Bure and some of the broads. So we drove to nearby Wroxham. Should we be driving down single-track roads with grass growing in the centre of the road? Probably not Marge. Hopefully we won't meet another vehicle. At Wroxham we parked Marge in Roys' long stay car park. Roys' it appeared seemed to dominate the town. From humble beginnings in 1895 when their first village store opened the family now own numerous businesses in the area. 

We booked ourselves on the Vintage Broadsman for a two-hour trip along the river Bure visiting some of the broads along the way.



As we left Wroxham, we viewed the riverside properties, with little privacy as the river was busy with a constant flow of traffic. We passed a pretty little blue and white cottage 1920's thatched cottage with Airbnb written all over it and the former home of George Formby.


Our skipper provided interesting commentary about the wildlife, riverside homes and general history of the area whilst we observed some interesting boat skills of those driving the hire boats. Alcohol and boats, never a great mix!

A rainbow of kayaks crowded around the ice cream boat which was doing a roaring trade on this warm day. On the top deck of one holiday boat four women sunbathed, each in a different stage of buttock exposure, oblivious of a constant flow of spectators, or perhaps not.

We really enjoyed the trip, especially seeing the Norfolk Wherry, one of only eight in existence. We don't generally pay for fun, but today we were glad we did. 

Tonight we have decided to return to The Maltsters at Ranworth. Drinks in the pub garden after a walk along the lane finished the day off nicely. Where tomorrow Marge? We might just hang around the broads another day. 


Thatching reeds, bundled and stacked in a barn near to the place we are staying

Just a few of the Wroxam Swans

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