Sunday, 6 September 2015

High Tide

We have had some really high tides over the last week.  When the tides are this high, the water comes over our affectionately named 'patio'.  I used to move all the plants, but most have finished flowering anyway and I have discovered that they really don't mind an occasional salt water soaking!  We also have to watch the time too as getting on and off the boat can be a problem.  Not just the wet feet bit, but the patio to barge gangplank becomes almost vertical and it's a bit like climbing a cliff face.  The highest tide actually came half way up the patio to shore gangplank, but that was an extreme tide.  There are normally only a couple of times a year that the tides are this high and we have another lot coming up in a couple of weeks.  Then we are going to have to move as the barge behind us needs to get out to go off for repairs in a dry dock.  That should be fun (sorry Pete, I should have said a pain!).  I will post pictures.
I am staying with my mum at the moment as Dad is in hospital, but he is now absolutely fine and we are hoping that he will be home tomorrow.  I forgot to bring my ipad charger so am having to limit my time online.  I will catch up with you all soon.  Take care xxx


8 comments:

Powell River Books said...

An interesting predicament. We were heading to really low water before this week's storm. I hate going up the bridge to shore because it gets really steep. Wayne has been great about carrying my compost budgets up to the compost pile on the hill for me. We got about four inches of rain last week, but it fave us almost four feet of water in lake level. You could almost see it rising. - Margy

A Heron's View said...

I suppose building the Patio on a pontoon might alleviate the problem somewhat, for it would keep barge and patio in the same relationship. More work for Pete -sorry Pete.
Hope that your Dad gets well soon.

Jo said...

Eeek, I was going to say I hope you've got wellies but I think waders may be more appropriate. Sorry to hear about your dad, I hope he makes it home tomorrow, I think you always recover much quicker in your own home.

Vallypee said...

Oh oh, don't I know about extreme tides! My nightmare is very low tides as I have to go down the gangplank on my bottom and getting back up with a heavy teaching bag is worse than rock climbing, so the short version of this is that I sympathise deeply Fran! I hope your Dad makes a speedy recovery and you can go home for the next high tides! :) xxx

Fran said...

Thanks everyone, Dad is home now (and so am I). Life has these little hiccups so now it's all back to normal xxx

Connie said...

Dear Fran, You are spoiling my romantic notions of barge living, LOL.
I do hope that your Dad is better and on the mend.
Have a lovely day.
Connie :)

Connie said...

I hope you had a wonderful Christmas . . . You are missed. Connie

Sherry Baker said...

Greetings from Maine, USA. Miss hearing about your adventures but hope all is well with you and your family.