Kayaking Around Horsey Island - Dead End

Having paddled our kayaks two thirds around Horseyimpossible to get out and pull the kayaks up the banks.
Island situated in the Walton-on-the-Naze backwatersWe had no other option but to keep paddling. The
we were confident we would soon find a suitablechannel seemed to go on and on until we eventually
place to land.rounded a corner to find to our horror that the channel
We paddled down Hamford Water not knowing thatcome to a dead end. It was evident we had simply
we had in fact missed our turning to go around thebeen following a large creek inland and were now
island back at the fork after Stone Point. Despitearound the Beaumont Cut area.
paddling further and further we could not spot a singleWe were extremely tired, hungry and stranded in this
place to portage. As it was nearly 9.00pm and the suncreek with the only option to either call the coast guard
had dropped behind the horizon Hamford Water tookor attempt to paddle back to the beach at Stone Point.
on an ominous feel.Although exhausted nobody wanted to call the coast
We were starting to feel lost, tired and hungry. Myguard so we wearily began to head back in the dark
inflatable kayak was unforgiving and the weight of myto Stone Point with the feint hope we had missed an
camping and kayak accessories made paddling evenexit point along the way.
harder. I had a five litre water bottle stuffed behind myIt was now gone 9.00pm and we had a three or four
kayak seat, a foot pump, tent, sleeping bag, food andmile paddle back to Stone Point ahead of us. Not
so on, all of which were making the inflatable kayakmuch was spoken on this stretch and the two of us
drag heavily against the tidal water.paddling the inflatable kayaks started to lag behind. At
The banks along Hamford Water seemed to be10.00pm and what felt like hours had passed we
getting higher or maybe it was just our moods gettingstarted to see the silhouettes of the rusty barges in
lower. Having planned to pitch a camp long beforethe distance. This uplifted out spirits but as hard as we
sunset and travel back the next day, nobody hadpaddled they never seemed to get any nearer.
thought to bring a torch. This added to our worries asWe remembered there was a beach behind were the
we were in a channel used by other boats. Still webarges were moored which would be closer than
pushed on looking for any nook or cranny where weStone Point. After what seemed like an age the
could pull ourselves out.barges were now just a few hundred yards from us. It
As it was now getting quite dark and we werewas taking all my strength every time I lowered my
starting to become desperate one of the group triedpaddles into the water and my inflatable kayak
to get out and climb the mud banks. He instantly sankseemed heavier than ever.
up to his knees in the mud and knew that it would be