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And so one final time for @AnnaJCowen and I to raise anchor, and set sail along the Old Father as part of our annual London boat trip.

It’s a tradition that we have been observing every summer for the past fifteen years - being a tourist in your own town, appreciating (and loving) the power of the Thames.

Trouble is, we long since ran out of new Thames routes to try out. Greenwich, Kew, Hampton Court - all have been ticked off, all have been greatly enjoyed. Time for a change; time for the authentic life on the ocean waves.

With the final preparations being put in place for the Great Escape, it was fitting that our final London boat trip took us out West, just as we are about to say bon voyage and bugger off in the opposite direction.

We had a rendev view in Richmond with an ice cream van. A one-way ticket, and then a train back to base and back to Vauxhall. The journey itself was enjoyable; the commentary of our Skipper long since became tiresome.

There’s one way to change that: become your own Captain. Cripes. It’s certainly part of the plan with the Wivenhoe Great Escape, although probably in a down sized dinghy.

Those annual onionbagblog boat trips are about to become a daily event.

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