Saturday 9th September 1933
River weekend! Grannie, Dickie, Nutty and I. Arranged watches thus: Rowing, off, steering, off. Once by the Odder, we began to feel like explorers. Saxilby. Called at the shop here. Drivsey Nook. Tea by the waterside.
Camp site on some waste land (?), handed the kit, then Nutty and I rowed, in search of water while the other two pitched camp. Dusk. No sign of habitation. A light! A house at Torksey Locks gave us water. Carefully steered between silent boats, using my flash. Back to camp. Put the boat in a convenient dyke. So then to bed. Warm night.
Camp site on some waste land (?), handed the kit, then Nutty and I rowed, in search of water while the other two pitched camp. Dusk. No sign of habitation. A light! A house at Torksey Locks gave us water. Carefully steered between silent boats, using my flash. Back to camp. Put the boat in a convenient dyke. So then to bed. Warm night.
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