Back in late 80's and early 90s I was in a club in Enfield, Middlesex that used coaches to get to it's matches. The club was affiliated to the LAA and so most of it's matches were on LAA stretches of the Thames and Ouse. Invariably the weather would break at some point in the autumn and we would arrive at the venue to find the water over the banks and in the fields.
That's when the mystery started, as it would then be a mad dash, if coaches can dash, to the nearest stretch of LAA or free canal for a match, hoping that other LAA clubs were not doing exactly the same, although Mark Pollard and the other canal gurus would have had a fit to see us fishing the canal with 6 pints of bronze maggot and hemp!
