Tales from Tug Harry

Man and dog enjoy the beer at the No Hurry Inn  Today has been one of our shorter days' boating. We went barely half a mile out thro...

Moored on Reach Lode by the bridge over Wicken Lode Apologies; it's been a while. A combination of visits to family  and a spell in ...

The sleepy little hamlet of Prickwillow by the side of the River Lark has no shop, no pub, no school, no post office and just half a dozen s...

The towers of Wissington sugar beet plant loom into sight I have lived most of my adult life in East Anglia but I only know one thing ab...

Early morning on the Wissey at Hilgay  After a quick shop for some 'home made meat pies' at the excellent little village butcher...

Winding down the Wissey We woke up this morning to the sound of rain on the roof. Not another change in the weather.  After yesterday...

Still smiling after 20 years; Paul the Salters Lode lockie Twenty years ago we took our first boat, a little 23ft Freeman grp cruiser, f...