Tuesday, 1 July 2014
Summer brings a chaos of work like the swarm of black winged damselflies that danced about our boats this weekend. Time to take a break, paddle Sudbury to the sea, well, halfway for me - Sudbury Quay to a campsite by Nayland. The river Stour flows like molten glass over shallow shale and luminous green weeds, it cuts through bamboo in jungle mimicry, widens below rope swings and winds between overgrown banks. A true Wind in The Willows river. The tranquility makes the aching arms worthwhile, the company and camaraderie of the She Who Dares girls cancels out weekday stress and strain.
Thank you girls