Leaving Disability at the Dockside

Early in the morning, we left Lowestoft with an offshore fresh breeze, the familiar hum of the engine blended with the sound of waves as we navigated past the tug ploughing the harbour, a symbol of the busy port waking up to a new day. Our destination was Chatham on the River Medway, and the journey promised to be an adventure on the North Sea. Today was special not just for the voyage, but also because it was Elaine’s birthday, adding an extra layer of excitement to our trip as we creep ever closer to the finish line on Friday!

As we headed south, the sight of large ships entering and departing from Harwich and Felixstowe became constant companions. These giants of the sea, along with the ferry, the imposing Stena Britannica, painted a vivid picture of maritime life in this bustling corridor.

The Barrow Deep Channel guided our way, a well-trodden path for mariners, before we crossed the Oaze Mouse to reach the Red Sands Forts. The forts, standing as silent sentinels in the sea, evoked memories of World War II. Their steel frames, weathered by time and tide, whispered tales of D-Day and the brave souls who once guarded these waters. Reflecting on this history, we continued our journey, feeling a deep connection to the past.

Entering the River Medway, we passed various cargo terminals, each a hive of activity. The transition from the open sea to the river’s calmer waters brought a change in scenery and pace. Gillingham came into view, followed by our final destination for the day: Chatham Maritime Marina.

The marina greeted us with a friendly welcome, and the sight of a fuel berth selling petrol was a relief after the long voyage. With the boat docked and secure, it was time for a thorough cleaning. Salt and sea spray had left their mark, and a bit of elbow grease restored the vessel.

After the chores were done, we gathered to celebrate Elaine’s birthday properly.

The evening was spent in anticipation of the next day’s meeting with our friends at the Chatham Maritime Trust.

As the sun set over the marina, we retired with the satisfaction of a day well spent and the excitement of the adventures still ahead. The Thames estuary, with its rich history and vibrant present, had left an indelible mark on in our journey.