Looking across to the gap from Hawker's Cove. Imagine this moving while listening to Coldplay.
The end of a long, downer of a week. Dragged myself out for the last of the daylight. Result.
A box for stuff. Great so long as you haven't watched A Boat Story.
The top of the hill, now heading down.
Nearly back to town, with noone watching the ferry.
A gentle 13k loop with the gents.
Editors note: does this make your eyes go funny too? The image is flipped so it's upside down, which makes your brain think that you're looking up to the boats, and that doesn't make sense because for that to be up you'd need to be under water.
Stuff wrapped for the frosty season.
Ewok wearing high-vis for the inspection.
Ewok checking out a frosty Lake Gerald.
Apparently this form of assistance from Ewok was not appreciated.
Views from a very fresh air break between meetings.
At what point does a walk become a wade?
[Ed: don't ever enter flood water, it's dangerous. The RNLIs Flood Rescue Manual has a section on the study of water and hazards that explains why.]
January blues beating idea: let's ride a loop along the river and see what's happening. First stop Shillingford.
A little bit of flow through the arches.
But if you look downstream it just looks, well, "full".
After a near miss heading to Benson the road through Crowmarsh Battle looked sketchy.
Wallingford was looking damp too.
In some spots the river is now several fields wide.
Yup, it got worse over night.
"Wow" said Ewok. I have to admit that he did look a little shocked.
Yes. Lake Gerald is back
...enjoying the glow in the evening sun.
(I had turn the vibrance down on this one. I know, no no filter.)
We walked down to see how the river was treating the temporary parking for the lock keeper.
"I'll sit here for scale" said Yogi.
Ewok wasn't impressed either.
A new year, a new walk. Seeking out the dry-ish routes above Ewelme.
After the walk we just had to do the post-Christmas swim. Even with wet suits it was a tad colder than the walk. Bracing. Yogi got into the spirit of things by finding and eating a stinky fish on the walk back. He's Mr Fish now.