Boatwif
The occasional adventures of the Cleddau crew
About Us
We are ‘The Captain’ and ‘Boatwif’, owners of nb Cleddau.
Cleddau was a five year old youngster when we took her on in 1994. She was built for cruising on the River Trent. Over time Cleddau has had internal and external adjustments but she retains her original hull, propeller, anchor and portholes.
When asked (frequently) “What does Cleddau mean?” our response is usually “In Welsh it means swords but Cleddau is the name of the river that flows into the Milford Haven deep water estuary in Pembrokeshire…”
We both grew up in Pembrokeshire; for some years we have kept a record of what we call ‘Monkton Moments’, those exchanges with boaters and non-boaters who recognise our Pembrokeshire connections.
This blog below is a record of our mainly boating adventures.
RECENT KEN & SUE LOCATION
Cleddau Crew Fly Home
It was a 0520 start from San Marcos on Wednesday morning – and by jiggling with the plus 3 hour...
Hilltop structures and far views
I suppose yesterday (Monday) was about photo opportunities, feasts for the eyesand reminders of previous delights...
It's the way things are...
Gnashing of teeth again on my part that the last entry on the blog took on an unintended appearance; it was dispatched late on Thursday...
Boatwif - Thoughts at Thanksgiving...
No apologies – but the photos are mostly about food! Whatever else it is about the Thanksgiving...
Barking at print...
The Cheshire Son-in-Law has chortled, indeed crowed, over a spelling mistake in the last post. Little...
Observations from out west
It is always great to be back in California, this now being the 9th visit since Son and Daughter-in-law...
Boatwif changes time zones...
The odd, occasional, new entry from a boatless crew… Boatwif and the Captain have flown into San Diego for some grandparent...
70 or 63 or 43...? and a last boating jaunt
“Don’t come in yet,” said the Techno Son-in-Law to the birthday Captain just after 7 am on Friday. “She’s just finishing...
Processions and parades
So, at about midday today Cleddau returned to Adlington and slowly cruised past her home mooring of...
A bit of splash ...
An 0752 start – so as to reach the bottom of Bosley Locks, to be ahead of any queues, to liaise with some...
Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs
“I’d like to go to America again,” pronounced the Cheshire One while travelling together in the back of Ketchup...
Puddles, Paddles - and Persistence
In the dark hours last night my mind turned to the need to prepare a Friday Blog. What would I call it? Back on the Cut?...
Blustery breezes - and gentle observations
Somehow we’d been expecting rain; there’d been rain overnight but today has been a day of high “blust”...
World wide communication
Last night a Skype call: California calling. “Where are you?” asks the son. “Audlem Locks – but really Haydn Locks,”...