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Jeni Bell’s Wild Britain – Wild River Swimming

The continued adventures Of Jeni , Bill and Millie……..

Wild river swimming

words  by Jeni Bell

It started with a tentative step. Just the one, from the muddy bank and into the swirling crystal shallows, where the gravel bottom rocked in the steady movement of the water.

Just one slip, from the bank to the water and then a pause. A short stop, just long enough to catch a stolen breath and for my legs to adjust to the chill of the chalk stream I had just plunged myself into. Probably not the first thing that comes to mind on a grey October day, as leaves are whipped from the trees and rain threatens, but why not?!

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