This evening, after a day in the lab watching drips fall out of a tall bit of glass into smaller bits of glass I needed to unwind, and what better way to do this than with a sundowner squirt session under Menai Bridge. We are on smallish tides at the moment so there weren’t any seams to speak of, but instead a fantastic sunset framed by Telford’s marvellous span. I whirled about for a while, getting all dizzy and occasionally attaining my cubic attentions when I realised I had an audience. Not gawping chavs but a friendly seal who stayed to play for a few minutes, enjoying the swishying glitter nearly as much as me.
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Ahem.
After a few refreshments on Saturday night, and feeling mighty refreshed, it was suggested that taking Mitch’s home made C1 S6X to Stanley Embankment would be a good way to spend the day. I haven’t ever paddled a closed cockpit C1 on moving water, nor can I roll one. Fortunately there was still a drysuit in the kit room (cheers Convict, I’ll drop it round in the week!), to make the whole adventure much more bearable.
It turns out the boat was actually pretty easy to paddle about, and after a good dose of hangover cure coke it was rude not to give it a go on the wave. The eddy feeds you on really nicely, and I was so shocked to actually be on the wave, kneeling up that all I managed to do was bounce about a bit and flush off! It’s a very odd sensation ot be kneeling up, with the water rushing past your knees rather than your bum. It was great to do something that put me nicely out of my comfort zone, and kept me thinking. When it was all tallied up I managed quite a few more rides than I did swims, which given how boily it was, I am pretty chuffed about. After this it was only fitting to retire to the pub for a late luncheon. Another weekend delightfully whiled away. - I’m gonna learn to roll it in tomorrow!



All Pics by Sarah Nash - Cheers Sarah.
Mitch is selling his Brand Spanking Nearly New Werner Sidekicks
We’ve been talking about getting out for a night mission for a while. Me and Mitch finally managed to get our arses in gear, and did cruisy scramble up the Gribbin, followed by a sketchy descent just beyond Bristley ridge, in near daylight conditions. Hell of a moon!

Tryfan and Bristley Ridge, with the bright lights of the North coast faking a sunset.

Cantilever Rock, 20s of posing!


Test…
You will need….
6oz butter, 8oz demerara sugar, 8oz mixed dried fruit, 1egg, 6oz wholemeal flour, 2oz porridge oats
Melt butter and sugar in saucepan. Beat egg and stir in with all other ingredients.
Place in greased or lined baking tin and cook in oven for about 30mins at 180 to 200 deg.
Marvellous stuff on and off the river. ![]()

Roundhousing like it’s going out of fashion. - Pic Neil Rogers

Mike from Aber catches a ride. Pic - NR

Neil at Stanley - Pic Gaz Allen
I have given up booze until the Rodeo.

Bangor Uni Canoe Club’s Christmas dinner this weekend… Wrap up warm.
