Local River Dunking

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After a long hot day inside the garden, we decided to go and visit the river where Mr Moon paddle boards, and have a little dunk.

Sharing a cider we enjoy the riverbank that is mere minutes from the house.

But muddy in places, but overall dry and shallow enough for me to get into, without too much trouble.

And we are in, obviously cold but warmer than Three Shire Head.

I’m only up to my waist, but of course Mr Moon does the full swim experience.

Lucky it’s so close to home and we can potentially do this often.

Second Wild Swim (well dunk)

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Three Shire Head is a glorious place but it puzzles me too. It’s stark and erie around the quarry areas, divine in the waterfalls but ultimately the farmland is bleak and littered with death. Not exactly what you want along a walk. We counted 4 dead sheep and again countless bleached white bones, and a sheep head. The stench of death really does linger in some areas, so be warned.

We approached the walk from a different point of view, parking at a new end, so we can quickly arrive at the waterfalls.

The day starts a little fresh and overcast, but we know it’s going to heat up and be a lovely day heat wise.

Views as ever always beautiful, and enjoyed as we munch on our picnic food.

Fluffy clouds and blue skies and the heat is rising.

And Mr Moon is in, it’s a popular spot this week, the warm weather has brought us all out together, lots of friendly chatting and sharing experiences of how cold the water actually is, a fabulous bonding experience.

I head to the other waterfall as it’s marginally warmer, though not as blue looking. No photos as we really do try and live in that moment. This time I get up to my neck, so I feel like I’ve accomplished it. Yay!!

We sit around in the glorious sunshine to dry off and then resume the walk. Taking the farmland route back. This proved to be a mistake, as often the smell of death was quite overpowering especially as temperatures soared.

So it are resting difficult. Heat definitely got to me towards the end, I wilt under heat especially if I’m finding walking difficult. But I did it, I end on a high knowing I fully dunked into the water.