The banks were busy with picnicking families as we passed the Lodore footbridge. Boisterous teens bombed off the bridge, and dogs swam after thrown sticks, while two younger children raced us along the river bank. A family afloat in three tandems was also heading upstream, and although we weren’t consciously trying to travel fast, we quickly overhauled them.
A small drop near Ingshead Hole was our turning point – we could have lined up it but didn’t feel the need. Turning away, we let the current do the work as we lazed in the dappled sunshine.
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