I'm sure I've used that title before, its a quote from 'Apocalypse Now'. Anyway, with all the flooding on the Thames we now need to use the canoe to get off and on Misterton. Most of the garden is now too deep for our thigh waders, Mary has a set of chest waders on order and is strangely excited about them. This picture was earlier in the week, the water is now about 6 inches higher, which has unfortunately cut off our shore power. Luckily we have a small generator.
As the Thames is at near-record levels, we're sorta stuck on the boat. Nate and I did venture outside today as it was sunny and decided to explore further afield. First job was to move my car to one of the few remaining areas of safety, the next door boatyards carpark, here it is before relocation.
We dragged the canoe onto some high ground and turned it on its side to empty some rainwater.
We then went over to the residential road near us and launched into the deep. Paddling up the street was a little odd, and when we got to the main road we turned left towards Chertsey. The sun was out, swans were swimming and you wouldn't know we were on an 'A' road. We stopped and chatted to a photographer from the Times (turns out he collects Lister engines so we had a good talk about that) and he kindly took this picture on my phone.
So we're back to waiting for the waters to receed, hopefully soon as so many properties are now flooded.