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The beast begins to emerge from it's lair... |
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... and just in case anyone has blocked up the pier it comes
with its own handy little tank for moving obstructions! |
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When the tide is in the boat just pings straight off the
slipway but in this case ... |
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... they have to tow it almost past the end of Smeaton's
Pier. |
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Aha, the sea, at last! The little tank is amphibious and, in
many respects, therefore, the ideal vehicle for getting round St. Ives,
particularly during the tourist season! |
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When the boat is recovered several hours later the shore
crew (ably led by the Sloop's very own John
Stevens) have to wash and wax it while the crew bugger off to the
pub (hence the name, doh!) for a pint (and, probably, to flog the mackerel
they caught while they were out!). |