Aker Brygge - rescuing a dhingy
Saturday some two weeks ago, I left my dhingy at Aker Brygge, at a "reserved" place (but there were no boats at all there, so I thought it would be pretty safe) - and then it took a whole week until I was able to look after it again. I was a bit worried for it, I hadn't taken the tides into consideration, and whomever was renting that boat place may be upset that I was keeping my dhingy there ... or whomever is responsible for this harbour may also be upset and potentially remove the boat.
Tides ... well, we don't have much of it here in Oslo. Back when I was living in Tromsø I had some uncomfortable mooring situations where I hadn't thought enough of the tides, once the cleat got ripped out from my sail boat, together with quite some glass fibre and some wood. Anyway, the water level is not constant, in addition to some small variations due to the tides the weather and atmospheric pressure has a lot to say. It had been nice weather and high pressure for several days when I went to pick up the boat ...
This looked like a quite difficult situation, so I opted to relax for some ten minutes with a cup of coffee and my laptop before dealing with it.
I'm not a good photographer - and I also do tend to believe there are moments that just can't be captured on a picture. Regarding the two photos below, I saw two old cranes illuminated by the sun, and I thought there were beauty in the way they stood in parallel behind each other, with a bit different angle on their arms. Well, whatever beauty I thought I saw back then, I can't find it on the photo. Oh, perhaps it's just that everything looks beautiful when one is high on caffeine! :-)
All photos available on IPFS QmarykAMuRKYG8araLkL1eAbKiPLU6dTgi94numbEfxc4z. License: CC BY-SA 4.0
Looking in from the future -- just three months later. High summer now.
You were talking about the tides. A friend of mine went fishing out on the flats off of the southern tip of Florida (Flamingo) a couple of years ago. He beached his boat well up on a sand bar and went off to do some fishing in the shallows not even securing it with an anchor. When he came back a couple hours later the boat and the sandbar were nowhere to be found!! ROTFL
Eventually the day was salvaged and he came home with his boat many hours later. When I first heard the story at work I drew up a ridiculous, phony document like a license or certification: Captain of the High Seas and Celestial Navigator of the Seven Seas.
For some reason he had totally lost his sense of humor over the matter.
You are making me Jealous with these images of ice :'(