A cautionary tale of a New Year that nearly wasn't.
Holiday time again and no doubt many of us, myself included, will be indulging in some festive spirits with friends and family. Some of my friends will be cruising to a favourite canalside pub destination like Stoke Bruerne for a festive get together and others will be taking advantage of the window between stoppages to move to a new location.
It’s sad fact that every year during the winter, and especially over the festive season, that some boaters and other towpath users will drown whilst under the influence of alcohol.
The Royal Life Saving Society say that it only takes a split second for happy hour to end in a nightmare and that about a quarter of all adult drowning victims have alcohol in their bloodstream. And I’m telling you they are not wrong!
A few years ago, actually quite a few years ago when I was relatively new boater, I met up with a whole load of other boater friends for a somewhat chilly New Year’s Eve cruise followed by a party in a canalside pub. There were quite a few of us and the beers were being opened shortly after we cleared the last lock on our journey. We all managed to tie up safely at the visitor mooring although we all had to breast up and fitting every boat in was a bit of a juggle.
Off we all went to the pub and a very jolly and convivial evening was had by all until chucking out time after “The Chimes” and “Auld Lang Syne”. It was cold outside the pub with broken ice still upon the canal, sparkling frost and a wonderful moon glinting through scudding clouds. You might be wondering by now why I remember in such detail how beautiful it was.
Back to the visitor mooring, down the steep and frosty bank onto the deck of the inside moored boat and then I was suddenly plunged into ice cold water as I slid down between my neighbour’s boat and my own boat having misjudged the gap between the boats. The water was deep, I could barely keep my head out of the water and it was so very, very cold. I was totally incapable of getting myself out. I looked at the beautiful moon, the moonlit, frost-rimmed landscape and thought,
“This is it, what an incredibly stupid way to die!”
Fortunately, my partner and friends came to the rescue and somehow managed to drag me out of the deep water and get me safely back onto my boat. I have never been so grateful. Wet clothes came off and I was tucked up safe and warm in bed. It was a very lucky escape as if I hadn’t had help I never would have got out and would have become an addition to the 427 people who tragically drowned in 2002.
So when you are out and about this festive season be careful next to the water if you’ve had a drink or two and look out for your friends, make sure they get home safely.
With very best wishes for the season and much wonderful boating in 2017. Cheers!
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