Walking along the riverbank, we pass all the working fishing-boats, and then, just outside of the port, we come across this boat, high on the grassy bank.
Even though the boat is abandoned and rusting, we can tell it was once a powerful little craft. We can just see that it has been tied up forward and astern, although the growing grass tells us that it has been some time since the river tried to float this craft.
But rather than being sad, the image somehow makes us smile – this is a good craft, we seem to hear, once much used, and now resting its way into retirement, as it rusts its way into the riverbank.
