Float, Flight and Flannel

Minus one and the iced mist drags itself from the water in an almost imperceptible spiral of a farmhouse in diameter. Undeterred, ...

There are those times in life when events exceed any prior hope. That are planned to be good but conclude in the exceptional, beyond wor...

Kingfisher poised overhead A Long weekend . Long sessions and an unusually long drive. Predators were offering themselves in the min...

The past couple of weeks have been varied in all manner of ways. A return to The Stillwater is imminent but a mixture of lake, canal an...

As the river season floats away, a little ripple of interest these past few days with water at last at a steady winter level having been ...

A heavy downpour was forecast for three solid hours this afternoon so I planned to be camped before it set-in. Given that I've manage...

Two trips down the river this weekend, both p.m. and both in swims I has fancied from previous visits but at ten minutes door to gate it...

A crisp overnight frost had turned the usually hideously wet towpath into something approaching solid ground as I made my way towards can...