I slept comfortably in the warm bed. When I went down to breakfast, three tables were prepared for me in the bright sunroom. The light was streaming into the bright room through the glass roof and the flower-filled garden. I naturally assumed I would be eating with the owners, but it turned out that I was wrong. I ended up eating with David and his wife, whom I met for the first time. They also seemed to be staying in a different room. The coffee was served in a glass server, one portion per person. They also gave me some crisply toasted bread.

Now, let's practice English conversation at the table. David asked me a lot of questions, like where are I going today? Coniston Water is a nice place. Am I going to Blacksale Youth Hostel?
I didn't have much of an appetite. But I have to eat. This may be the only decent meal I get today.
After breakfast, I took a bus to Wroxham. I queued up to rent an electric boat. But they said they didn't have any available until 2 o'clock. I had no choice but to go and rent a bicycle. The shop was closed here too, and there was only a sign saying to call.
Not knowing what to do, I lay down on the bricks of the hedge at Loys supermarket. Looking up at the blue sky, I could see clouds and martins high up. I felt a little better, but I guess I had caught a cold from sleeping outdoors yesterday.
I really needed to borrow a boat here. I decided to get on the bus again and go downstream where I might be able to rent a boat. A little later, the bus arrived. When I got on, I asked the female driver to take me to Roodham Bridge and paid the fare. There was no bus stop sign at Roodham Bridge, but the driver seemed to stop for me since I didn't really understand what was going on. The driver let me off when I crossed Roodham Bridge. Thank you so much.
There are no bridges over the River Beur or River Ant in this area. The next bridge after Wroxham is at Roodham Bridge. Bridges would have been an obstacle for sailing ships to pass their tall masts. It seems that it was also common for local people to travel in their own boats rather than cars. Sailing ships lower their masts to pass at Roodham Bridge. There were many boats moored on the riverbank.

Near the bridge, there was a shop called Ludham Bridge Service, which sells and repairs second-hand boats. It seems you can also rent a boat. When I asked there, I was told that there were no motor launches available for hire at the moment, but they would be back at 15:00. I walked along the river for a while, looking at the boats moored there.

At 15:10, a motor launch returned. Can I hire this motorLanch? I rented it for 10 pounds per hour. I told the attendant that I wanted to go to Ranworth Marsh, and he gave me a map and showed me how to get there. Then, I asked him to teach me how to operate the motorized boat. I was told how to operate the forward and reverse controls, not to let the mooring rope at the rear hang out, and not to cross in front of the yacht as it will cut through the gap.


The electric boat started sailing slowly when it was moving forward, but at first it was difficult to steer because I turned the rudder too much. After a while I got the hang of how to steer. Even if I turned the rudder suddenly, it gradually took effect with a delay. The width of the River Ant is narrow, so if the boat in front of me stops, I can't overtake it, so everyone lines up and waits for the line of boats to move forward. Because I'm enjoying my Norfolk holiday at a leisurely pace.
After a while, I entered the slightly wider River Beur from the River Ant. I was happy to see the sign here saying River Ant, because it's the name of a river that often appeared in books. This is Ransom's world. There are reed beds on both sides, so you can see that you can't get close to the river if you come from the road. The River Beur is a little wider. With a speed limit of 5mph, I slowly proceed in a single file so as not to let anyone overtake us. After 30 minutes, I couldn't make it to Ranworth Marsh and had to make a U-turn. On the drive back, I got used to it and was able to go a little faster. I waved to the people in the boats that passed me, and I had a little more room to maneuver.
After returning the motor launch, I sat on a bench near the mooring and hurriedly began to sketch the ship. However, another person soon borrowed the ship. I wondered if I could finish drawing the Dawn before he left. I hurriedly sketched. While I was drawing, a young attendant came to see me and I became friends. He asked me if I had come all the way from Japan.
Another motor launch arrived on the opposite side to fill up with diesel. The big white dog kept by the Ludham Bridge Service kept coming to sniff the bottom of my trousers. The smell of my dog named "Maru" might surely adhere.
It's a bit far, but I decided to walk home. Under the refreshing blue sky, I walked through the wheat fields and down a deserted country road. The gravel on the road was brought from elsewhere, but the rather large stone on the boundary of the property was a stone I had never seen before. The cracks were gouged out like glass. This appears to be the rock that makes up this region. I picked up a small piece of this stone and took it home; it appears to be a glassy, ​​obsidian-like rock.